stick with the stuff you know… Work this morning. Just for a change it rained. Very subdued workteam today comprising me, my least favourite work colleague who I would best describe as ‘mardy’, the childrens’ librarian who is precisely what you would imagine when you hear the profession ‘children’s librarian’ – very sweet, nice, teacher-ish …
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It didn’t rain
I’ve missed my vocation in life you know. I wasn’t meant to work at the library or any of my previous occupations. I was not supposed to be at home Educating my children. Oh no. My calling in life was clearly to stand shoulder to shoulder with the likes of Wincey Willis and John Kettley …
just for Claudia
Here’s Rhonda 🙂 she’s doing fine, as are they all. No idea whether they are hens or cockerels yet. They’re growing at an amazing rate, flapping their wings and actually getting off the ground very slightly. And she’ll get to meet her very soon 🙂
Wet
I slept in this morning, I was having a lovely dream although I can’t quite remember what about now, although it was interupted regularly from about 730am by one or other child coming to report various things to me. It has rained all day long here and we didn’t have plans until 1pm so while …
Living up to expectations
If there were three things my mother would shake her head sadly over and tell complete strangers she is disappointed about in me they are as follows: 1. My weight 2. My laziness around the home – despite it not actually being true my parents still have me painted as a 15 year old teenager …
same stuff, different scenery
I worked at Shoreham library this morning, which for those of you not familiar with local Sussex geography is the next town along from us. I was asked a couple of weeks ago if I’d swap my afternoon shift today for a morning shift there and I readily agreed, not least because really don’t like …
Urgh
Just deleted another comment from table bint over on M&T. This time picking me up on a couple of spelling mistakes. I’m pretty sure I know who she is, another Home Educator on the blogring that isn’t Early Years and the Far Out Crowd one too – and having learnt recently just what they all …
Fer rye eye eye day
I had a smidgen of a lie in today although with both children in the bed with me after Ady left around 6am it wasn’t the luxurious and indulgent experience it could have been. Actually shortly after 830am I gave up because Davies couldn’t get HP2 to work – he couldn’t see the word ‘play’ …
Potential Apprentice candidates 2025
My day was pretty mundane really, I walked into work, had a fairly run off the mill sort of day with a variety of library tasks including putting books on shelves, taking books off shelves, issuing books to borrowers, discharging books when borrowers brought them back, putting new dust jacket covers on tatty books and …
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They’re not just twins, they’re sisters too!
Said Scarlett about Eve and Rei this morning while we were making their birthday cards and wrapping up their presents! Ady’s heard a similar quote about The Proclaimers (obviously brothers rather than sisters) but it really made me laugh to hear Scarlett say it with total sincerity! 😆 It’s not even like she’s not used …
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Holding hands and skimming stones
No prizes for getting that one Merry 😉 Feeling loads better today, no idea what yesterday was about but clearly nothing too life threatening. This morning we were all up and dressed early as Tony was delivering a film projector for Ady. Davies was trying to teach Scarlett to play battleships, which was always going …
Great big rant!
Just been to the park with Davies and Scarlett and Lucy and the Rs. It was full of people with dogs, which is fine. All of the leads, which in a public park which allows this is again fine. What isn’t fine is allowing your bloody dogs to come right up to complete strangers, sniff …
It’s a great day
There are days which stay in your memory forever, moments you will recall for life – times that you will always be able to say what you were doing when you heard that particular bit of news. Occurances which inspire you to great creativity, singing, dancing, art, poetry, photography, music. There are highs which make …
In other news
Right decision not to go to MM definitely as I felt ill on and off through the day. No idea what it is but I’m off to bed in a minute with hopes to sleep it off and have another quiet day tomorrow before a madly busy one on Wednesday. I did a bit of …
Chicktastic
I’ve spent ages today watching the chicks, they really are very entertaining. When I was about Davies’ age my parents built a dove cote and got four white doves, which quickly became 8 white doves and for a while they had up to 20 at a time. They were very pretty and one summer I …
Yesterday then
Davies had another swimming lesson. The teacher was in the pool with them this week which seemed to mean they all got more one to one attention and practical help, normally she stands on the side. Davies did really well, getting his legs up and kicking and ducking right under the water etc. I remember …
Not at all sure I can see the point in this but in the style of the album title of a band I quite like ‘Everyone else is doing it so why can’t we’ I’ll give it a go.
Henpecked
A quietish morning here with plenty of chick hanewndling and some making of birthday cards for my brother who is 31 today. I can’t quite believe that actually, I know that I’m 33 so clearly Frazer must be 31 but he still feels like my ‘baby’ brother. 😆 I read something once that talked about …
Well wiggle my wings and call me Rhonda
yep, first things first, winner of the name the fifth Goddard chick competition is Claudia. Adult votes were more inclined towards Kiev or Nugget but Davies and Scarlett were unanimous in their decision of Rhonda. Of course, much though we might pretend we can tell the difference between the three yellow chicks we can’t, so …