Davies and Scarlett have watched How to train your dragon very comprehensively today. The second disc (with a short film), all of the extras on both discs, sat and stopped and started the tutorial ‘how to draw a dragon’ with pen and paper drawing alongside it and Davies presented a lovely picture of Toothless the dragon and Scarlett to Scarlett while she went back to a landscape she had painted previously and added in loads of detail and created a lovely sunset picture.
I finished a blogpost about choices and tough decisions on the WW blog and exchanged a flurry of emails with Lynda who is very excited on our behalf, arranging to go and stay with them in January and giving her details of the blog so she can read along as we go. I also took a phonecall from Okehampton to confirm we can get in there from 3pm on the Sunday and will have use of the kitchen. Getting very excited about camp now :).
I’d arranged to deliver the books I sold on ebay as the buyer is very close and infact is someone who comes in the library regularly but only has one car between her and her husband. So I loaded all the books into the back of my car and then it wouldn’t start 🙁 I tried for about 15 minutes but the battery went flat before I could get it started 🙁 I came in and rang the buyer and arranged for her to come to me instead when her husband arrived home with the car, then rang Ady to see if he could get home to take us to swimming.
I’d intended getting something for lunch while we were out too as we were out of bread so I made some cheese scones and flapjacks instead. The book buyer arrived and I helped load all the books from her car into mine. I had said on ebay we were selling due to a housemove so she was curious about that and I explained about the WOOFing, she turned out to have been a smallholder before she retired and had had WOOFers over the years and said she still missed smallholding. She was also really enthusiastic about the kids going WOOFing. I don’t need external validation but I can’t deny other people’s enthusiasm is still nice to hear :).
I finished off a couple of bits on the secret santa gifts and Scarlett made me a cup of tea which I had with a flapjack (made with stork, not in the same league as those made with butter). Ady arrived home and dropped us off at the swimming pool. I did my 100 lengths (wondering how to top my poem and thinking a rap might work?!). Davies and Scarlett played together for the first hour then Tarly went off for her lesson and Davies joined a trio of other boys impressing each other by doing crazy leaps off the top diving board. He then went for his lesson and Tarly joined a group of other children – I could see her holding court (no idea where she gets that from ;)) and when I asked her about it she said they’d asked what school she went to so she’d been explaining that she doesn’t go to school and all the ins and outs of Home Ed.
Ady picked us up and I repaired my eye make up before heading back out again leaving Ady to feed the kids. I pulled up at the library just as the staff left the car park so my dashing there so I didn’t have to unlock, disarm the alarm and put all the lights on was in vain. Some of the staff don’t like being in the library alone but once I am being rational I am fine with it, deliberately throwing myself into darkness just to prove there is nothing to be scared of ;). I made a flask of boiling water, got the books ready, pulled some stuff off the internet about the book and author and waited for everyone to arrive. We had a smallish group this time of 8 of us but it was a really good meeting. Once we’d covered the book we got to talking about what we’d wanted to be when we grew up and whether we’d done it which was really interesting. Everyone left, I tidied up and locked up, getting home just before when I said I would to the kids (Davies is still being anxious about me when I’m not home and he is but is coping if he knows what time I will be home).
Ady and I watched the Back to the High Street thing (really enjoying that, can’t stand the baker woman).
i have to say i just don’t understand why they ‘hired’ a family where the woman was the baker, and then said the man had to do it. i would prob be at my frustrated worst!! and also, as a veg, to have to make the first bread with lard, and then have your husband do it, be crap at it, and then have to sell it 🙁 i would have had a major strop 🙂
Comment by HelenHaricot — 17 November 2010 @ 1:59 am