Third Blogg

Well, what a miserable week! Rain, rain and more rain!!!!! The river flowing by the house has been up and down all week, but thankfully the River Authority seems to have sorted out the flooding problems in the town and this has the added benefit of keeping the river lower near us.
The lawn needs mowing, the pool is going green and the Guinea-pigs don’t smile anymore when we put them outside in the morning.
 
I took the school athletics team to the Area Atheltics Meet in Leicester on Monday. Our Year 6 children are an amazing bunch, they are totally not into anything physical and wouldn’t dream of joining any sports club. I had to pull the school soccer team out of the league this season, because I only had 3, Year 6 boys that would train (We only play 7 aside). Only two years ago I had between 60-80 children attending training regularly. It’s not just just our school though, 2 weeks ago the local Schools soccer tournament (5 aside) had to be cancelled because only 1 team had been entered. Well, back to the Athletics, you won’t be surprised to learn that we got one certificate, a 3rd place in the long jump. The  school has never been less than 3rd place in the whole Meeting against 20+ other Primary Schools. It seems the more initiatives there are to get children more active, the less they are inclined to be.
 
Charlotte has` informed us that Luca has started to crawl. Now the trouble starts and things get constantly moved away from prying little  fingers. I remember going through this phase 3 times, I lost more and more hair each time. It certainly improves your planning of where to place things and affects radically how you move around your own home. Just opening that door now has hidden dangers, you never know when there is a hidden booby trap in the guise of a bumped head or squashed finger. Terrorism didn’t startt with 9/11.
 
Sue and I have had a busy week-end. It started with a local Summer Ball on Friday night. It was a chance to wear DJ’s and ball gowns. For onece I think we enjoyed it, the food was surprisingly good and the entertainment very acceptable (Mostly 70’s music etc.). It was held in a huge Marquee in the grounds of one of the local gentry. Sue said there were about 350 gusets. The grounds were very nice, but as it rained constantly, they soon turned into a quagmre, I saw at least one taxi grounded up to its axel in the mud in the field used for parking.
 
 
After very few hours sleep at 9.30am  I had to go into school to help set up for the Summer Fete. Sarah (Little angel) helped me. I got back for 12.30 for something to eat, then back to school for 1.15pm. Surprisingly, the rain held off until 3.57pm. I know the exact  time because Sarah and I were doing the bouncy castle and timing the children how long they were bouncing about (5 mins for £1). There was no warning, one second we were dry, and the next we were soaked. That was the end of the Fete. We had everything packed up for 5.30pm. Don’t know how much we made, and when you’re that wet, you don’t care!
 
6.45pm saw Sue and I off to a BBQ at a friends. We thought  it was just an informal do, but when we got there it turned out to be an 18th birthday party with a garden and house full of guests and lots of silly games. Leicester Tigers (Rugby Club) were having their Summer Ball that evening in the same Marquee that we had been to the previous evening. Except they had an amazing fireworks display, which because the BBQ was held at a house on a hill, we had a brilliant view of it also. We got home late again.
 
Today (Sunday),  is report writing day for me, lesson planning day for Sue, laying on the sofa and watching TV all day for Sarah and going off to Foxton for Jamie to earn some holiday money in the kitchens. The Guinea-pigs are still not happy, the grass is 5cm longer and the pool has now definitely gone green!
 

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