Counting the days until half term … and in the meantime it’s busy as normal, though I think I’m kind of grumpy while I’m waiting – there are lots of nice things happening during half term and it’s not coming quickly enough!
Anna’s got Bugsy Malone performances for three nights this week (we’re going to see it on the last night). Not one of my favourite shows, I must admit, but I guess it will pass the time 
It’s a nice ‘final fling’ for her, as these are her last few days at St. Luke’s. Another week of performances means another week of meals at odd times and feeling as though it’s all a bit manic, but there we go.
Josiah made cakes yesterday for his school cake sale at the end of the week – must put them in a tin. He let in a goal during football today which apparently made it a bad day, as the rest of the team weren’t very impressed with him!
No real news from Abbie, she’s just the same lovely as usual, apart from a haircut by her own fair hand – not too drastic, thank goodness. And she lost her coat but apparently someone has it, so it’s not totally lost, just hasn’t found its way home yet
Meanwhile (and probably the biggest shock I’ve had in ages), Steve has begun learning to swim – something he never learnt to do as a kid and consequently spent much of his teen/adult life avoiding any water-based activities. All credit to him, I think it’s much harder to go back and learn as a grown up.
I’m waiting to see if I get so much as a sniff at a job application I put in recently – guessing it depends on whether schools want cheap teachers with a strange background vaguely in education but no actual teaching experience! I’m something of an oddity and don’t really expect to get jobs very easily but having decided to try for one now I find myself on tenterhooks … if I get an interview I’ll have to actually *know* some of the things I was bluffing about on my application form. Otherwise just working hard everywhere: work, home, orchestra, and that’s just about all I have time for. Could really do with a cleaner, in fact …
Kudos to Steve, I only learnt to swim (and only really a pathetic doggy paddle) as a teen, and can’t manage much more than a width of a pool. As a result, lots of activities that might be fun are either off limits or much too scary. Puts me to shame when I see Jess, who at 6 can hurtle confidently up and down the pool and manages a pretty commendable butterfly stroke as well.
Yep, respect to Steve
Just think, if you weren’t paying all these school fees you’d have plenty of money to pay a cleaner
Huge respect to Steve – and a really good life skill to pick up at any age. Good luck on the job application.
Massive respect to Steve (how big can the respect get?).
I do like Bugsy Malone though – who is she in it? (Or is she being musical?)
Just small parts, Alison.
Big Respect from here too. Roll on the half term week.
Pay your kids to clean. Works for us!
And that was obviously NOT Riona just now. I’d like to think I’d know if she had kids…