Kind and helpful

said in the chanty style of the Rainbow promise complete with the little jump at the end :).

A lazy start to the morning given Davies and I’s late night. Scarlett came in the bathroom as I was chopping random bits off my hair. I’ve decided to let it grow again – for now, I reserve the right to decide in a weeks time to cut it again – but it’s gotten a bit bushy so some of the thickness needing chopping out even if I’m keeping the length. She is certainly as good at brandishing a pair of scissors in a random chopping manner as I am so I let her take over. My hair is very forgiving due to it’s wavy nature so any errors are fairly disguised, plus let’s face it I’ve never been that into working the fully groomed look where my hair is concerned. So she did some chopping, very proficiently it has to be said and then we ‘released the hair into the wild’ by chucking it out of the upstairs bathroom window. I still recall an hilarious story Victoria Wood told about pubic hair trimming and whether you should throw that out ‘for the birds’ like the hair you pull from your hairbrush whenever I chuck hair trimmings out of the window ‘for the birds’ 😆 .

My Mum rang to say she’d be over around 10ish so we got dressed, breakfasted, chickens fed and made a pot of tea to appear as though we’d been up for ages before she arrived. She is currently looking for work so I’d offered to do her CV for her and she’d got stuck trying to apply for a job online so I said I’d help with that too. We did the online job application which resulted in an interview and I got all the info I need for sorting her CV out which I’ll do over the weekend. She was on quite good form and the children were happily occupied with drawing and Viva Pinata-ing (Sarah, Davies is now on level 7 :lol:).

A friend from work – Frankie – texted to say she would pop round as I’d said we would be home this morning and she was keen to look at my pegloom and ragrugs with a view to getting her own. Unfortunately my peg loom was in a confused state with a tangle of fishing wire so I was frantically trying to attend to that when Ady arrived home on his way past for a sandwich. So he made lunch, Mum insisted on my putting on the ELO cd I’d borrowed from work and the kids were dancing to Mr Blue Sky when Frankie did arrive. I’m fairly sure everyone at work thinks I’m even odder than I really am anyway so the tableau she happened upon when she arrived with me swearing at the pegloom, Mum bopping to Evil Woman and Ady who I always alledge works very hard sometimes on the telly was home in the middle of the day and brewing coffee while Davies frantically DS’d occassionally saying ‘ha! Tell that to Sarah Mummy!’ wouldn’t have necessarily done me much good 😆

Frankie, Ady and Mum all left within a short time of each other which of course allowed Davies, Scarlett and I to get back to our lapbooking, workbooks and GCSE practice papers – sorry tea drinking, laptopping, DSing and colouring and then we went to the allotment for a while.

It was quite busy up there and we chatted to various allotmenteers which was nice. The children played really happily together until an ice cream van could be heard and then they dashed off to the gates looking hopeful. My back was aching after 90 minutes digging so I decided that was my cue to call it a day. On the way out someone overheard me telling them they were not supposed to be running about and said ‘ah, they’re children love, it’s what they’re supposed to do!’ which was nice and makes me feel happier about having them up there as I have heard tell of allotments where children are really frowned at. I got nettle stings on both my arms which are still all numb and tingly 🙁 .

We came home and Davies and Scarlett felt they had not had enough outside time so carried on playing in the garden for another hour or so. I made Tarly’s tea and did some more pegloom untangling then Ady arrived home in time for Tarly and I to go to Rainbows.

They were having a sleepover there tonight and 8 of the 16 Rainbows were there with sleeping bags. Scarlett obviously was not ;). They made sliced bread pizza and played games until 7pm when a couple of the girls were collected. They had been given the option to stay til 8pm even if they were not sleeping there and I’d said to Scarlett we could stay if she wanted to and she had said she would like to stay as long as we could. They turned all the lights off and brought out a ‘campfire’ which was very cool – one of those flickering candle lights with orange plastic surrounded by small logs which they sat round and sang songs. The leader then said she would read a story by which point Scarlett was lying on the floor so I went and joined the circle too so she could snuggle up with me. My favourite other Rainbow – Grace – immediately dashed over to snuggle into my other side and we listened to the story. The sleepover Rainbows then got pj’d up and they all had hot chocolate before it was time for us to leave and them (very optimistically on the behalf of the leaders) to go to bed. I imagine at least half of them are still awake now 😆

I got home and Davies was already in his pjs, Tarly got ready for bed and Ady dashed off to Sainsburys for a couple of ingredients for dinner. I was naked and about to get into the bath when the doorbell rang at about quarter to nine. Scarlett almost got to the door to open it when I yelled ‘NO!!!’ at her expecting trick or treaters. One glance through the door told me it was David and Jeannette / Annette. The children and I hid out of sight but with all the lights on and the telly blaring it was fairly apparent we were in even if they’d not seen our sillouettes at the door and heard me shouting. They put up a good case with 3 doorrings and a rattle of the letterbox and even an ‘Ady are you there?!’ coo-eed through it from David. I was starting to get really quite pissed off and feel rather harrassed by that point but my nudity saved me from reacting. They eventually left and I had my bath and the children went to bed.

I sent Ady over there when he got home as I felt convinced it must have been some sort of emergency to be that persistent at that time of night but it turned out they had got yet more plastic tat for the children. I am torn between feeling charitable and assuming they had seen Tarly and I arriving home half an hour previously so not felt it was too late and actually rather pissed off at both their persistence and intrusion. Not to mention how blatantly NOT THERE Ady’s car would have been when they were on the doorstep and even wondering if they hadn’t actually watched him drive away before coming over…

And now I really should go to bed. I’ve got work in the morning and I expect David and Jeannette will be over for breakfast at 7!