Category: Archive
The shape of a day
Has shifted here. Again. Big getting up early for her paper round seems to be bringing the whole day forward. Small children wake up as she comes back, breakfast is happening sooner. After breakfast I am available for subject assistance and general educational enquiries. I’m trying to do something arty/crafty or otherwise hands on with…
The little boy who talks
Tigerboy can speak. We have sentences. Prepositions even. He’s not always very clear, I suspect a lot of it wouldn’t be understandable outside the family. (Sometimes it isn’t within. ) There’s a deliberate time to it. Each word is pronounced separately, with a pause between them. But today we had “ice cream on top” and…
I have no picture
To show you my son. Stood with his friends, performing a song to a packed room and taking the laughter in good part. To show him stood again some moments later, singing with gusto as they took part in an unexpected sing off. Unplanned, unrehearsed, yet hamming it up, great grin upon his face. To…
To 1578 again, with a side trip to meet Xeno
So I’m now sitting in a tent at kentwell hall with two sleeping children. It’s been a long day. I was up before 7 trying to finish packing the car (I failed) so that Tim and Big just needed to drive over here. Then I took the younger ones to London zoo to meet Xeno,…
An actual list
That was yesterday’s list. Far too much of it is still outstanding. Plus I now have, find everything for kentwell, mend tent pole, pack car, do washing, pick up shoes, pack for Thursday and try not to panic. Not all going to happen, it is?
