Work for me today. It started off with banking, then I spent the whole morning sat in the staff room drinking tea and basically chatting to Wendy under the guise of doing my performance and development review. Which was clearly getting paid lots of money for doing very little really! During that time the rest of the staff all came up for their tea breaks so that was pleasant to sit and chat too. We discussed information sharing and LEA involvement in HE children which was interesting.
I was on lunch then so scoured the charity shops for a coat to no avail and then had a nice chat with Yvonne who was also on lunch at the same time. I’d told her about our Masterplan on Wednesday and she said she’d gone home thinking about me and feeling envious of my life still ahead of me and a clear plan and dreams which were achievable. She told me I simply MUST do what we want to do with our lives :). She’s lovely.
The afternoon passed fairly quickly. It was a good day :). I picked up Bravo Max – the next in the series of Dear Max books.
Ady and the children had had a good day. My Dad had arrived just before I left for work so he’d spent an hour or so with them here. They’d been testing some of the products Ady is selling on QVC for his next few shows (very exciting irrigation solutions ;)) and made Mothers Day cards and been to Sainsburys for various things where they’d been distracted by cuddly toys designed for Mothers Day gifts. I get a sort of perverse pleasure from noting that Ady is equally short tempered and impatient with Davies and Scarlett by the end of a whole day at home with them as I am, infact possibly more so. 13 hours in he has run out of excellent parenting skills too ;).
I read the end of Dear Max and by popular request (Ady was listening too :)) started on Bravo Max too. I’m loving reading proper stories to them instead of picture books, much though I loved the picture book stage too. I think this is finally starting to light a bit of a fire for Davies wrt reading too as he starts to see the magic of the written word in it’s own right rather than as a side dish to beautiful pictures. Scarlett is doing a lot of ‘what does that word say?’ stuff too, so it can’t be all coincidence that suddenly they are realising that all that wonderful storytelling is tucked away in a page full of print rather than from the pictures. I’m slightly torn between wanting to share with them the treasures of my own childhood such as Enid Blyton and being excited about all the new authors I know from work are popular and have a real buzz about them – avoiding Rainbow Fairies of course 😉
I think that’s probably all I have to say. Tomorrow we have to be up at crazy o’clock as we’re off to Heathrow to take part in the terminal five trials.
Terminal Five Trials?
Comment by Simon — 22 February 2008 @ 11:45 pm
take part in what?
I likes the sound of your job, you get paid for drinking tea and chatting and then go on lunch break! 😆
Comment by Liza — 23 February 2008 @ 1:52 am
Oh, we were looking at them – have fun, will be interested to hear about it.
But honestly – and this is from a huge Enid Blyton fan as a child – she’s not really worth revisiting. Violet’s read Malory Towers, and Ernest and Gwenny are enjoying a couple of tapes of the Secret Seven, but I don’t think I could bear to read them aloud!
Comment by Alison — 23 February 2008 @ 10:22 am