Not evil nor poopy

Not much to report, other than that I have finally got down to an editing job that had been somewhat delayed due to travel and laziness.

One sister has arrived and is working from home; the other sister arrives tonight. The sister-in-law also arrived last night, and there is an early family dinner at the Spice Bazaar this evening neatly limiting the time I have to spend at the Hutchbustle birthday party.

My nephew, despite being a child (which, ot be fair, no one can do anything about) is rather sweet and friendly aside from the time he hit me on the nose with a plastic wrench. He has also taken to my request that he call me by my name instead of ‘phuppo’ or ‘phuppi’, which is a particularly ugly sounding relational term, not to mention full of negative connotations. All phuppos are evil. My father’s efforts to make him call me phuppi backfired as he himself was dubbed Agha Phuppi which, in the nephew’s ABCD accent came out as Agha Poopy.