With nothing to do today this morning I played with my blue ball.
I bounced my ball in the corridor of Whitehall and I laughed. My ball bounced behind a chair and I found it. I was so happy then I bounced my ball in number 11 and it bounced under my desk. I found it and I was happy. But then my ball went under a sofa and I looked but I couldn't find it. I cried and sobbed and I took a whoopsie in Nick Clegg's potted plant. Then my ball rolled out from under the sofa and I was so happy. I curled up on my day bed with my ball and had a nap.
I have to look at something about corporation tax this afternoon. Then I have to practice counting.