Back to Reality, But What Fun We’ve Had…………………….

So that’s it, back to work, the holidays are over – well unless you’re Jack, he’s off until Wednesday. But what a fab holidays it has been and some of the best things we’ve done have been free (some have been mega expensive as well- still reeling from the cost of drinks at Shrek the Musical!) Building swings with rope and catapulting – free, Walking in the Peak District – free. Bike rides by the river – free. Building a den – free. Hepworth Gallery – free. Hyde Park Live – free, Olympic Marathon – free. Trains to and from London – not quite free but well worth it!!!

I don’t really know what the best bit was. The Olympics and Paralympics were fab, the atmosphere, athletes the whole thing – an experience I will never forget for so many reasons. Our traditional 4 days in London to watch the challenge cup was, as usual, great fun and we saw even more of  our capital city – still so much we haven’t done though, I’m sure we’ll be back again soon. Then there was our trip to Hathersage, the walking animals, caves, food – we’ll be going back there as well. In all honesty I can’t name a best bit, I’ve loved every minute of it art, play,family time – just what the doctor ordered.

Now reality bites, back to school and for the second time in 12 months into a class room that’s had a re-furb – brill. Still if you’d have seen the place this morning and then this afternoon, you wouldn’t have believed it was the same place. Looks like a busy few weeks ahead – good job I love my job, it’s great to be back .How many weeks to haf term……..

What a six weeks

Reality Bites

Bring it on

Reality is Really Rubbish!!!

So now I really know I’m back to reality – yep the curse of the R.E homework has struck again…….. Jack was given a project to do on the Friday they broke up, they had to work in pairs and do a biography on Muhammad ‘Pbuh’ (!). It has to be in this Friday. The biggest problem was that he could hardly work with his partner when he was in Wakefield and we were in Orlando. So bless em, they decided he’d do the first half and Jack would do the second. Only problem is Jack only got the first half back today, and it seems the first half was the easy bit!!!!!

So we’ve (I’ve) spent the last hour reading up on this amazing (not) guy. Now the internet is great, but…..I’ve looked at 4 different websites and not one of them has the same tale – really helpful that. On top of that, when I’ve read the bit his mates done its, well, lets just say he’s got things a bit mixed up. apparently M.’PbuH’ retired when he was 40 and meditated in the mountain – what he meant to say was he retreated to the mountain – nearly the same! It’s going to be a long night!!

Is it nearly the school holidays (!!)

Going to do my best to be more awake tomorrow

Bring it on!!!

Big Shop, Little Shop and ‘White Bread Syndrome’

So the last day of the holidays dawned, did I enjoy a lazy lie-in while I still had the chance, no. Instead I went to my least favourite place in the whole wide world…….Asda Big Shop, I hate supermarket shopping with a passion and even more so when it’s full of screaming kids on school holidays (yes I know I work with them term time but that’s different!) So my cunning plan was to be in and out of the place before they’d even got up, it nearly worked. Unfortunately the ‘George Half Price Sale’ delayed my trolley dash somewhat. Still, a few more bargains sneaked into the wardrobe. A new dress? No hubby darling I’ve had it ages!!!!!

The good thing this holidays is that I’ve nearly made it to the end of my list of jobs, which is a first. We’ve managed to have loads of time outdoors enjoying the lovely weather and today I finally got a few hours to myself while Jack went golfing with his dad. So a quick dash into town for a few bits and pieces – more new clothes (shhhhh). Housework finished, rugby kit ready for tomorrow I had time to fit in a sneaky run – about half an hour. I decided to go in search of a new route off the beaten track, down by the canal. I had a vague idea which way to go, I remember going with my dad years ago (a lot of years!)  I remember crossing a footbridge – which I found and eating a big  bag of torpedos – which I didn’t. Once I’d crossed the bridge I couldn’t remember which wayto go so I asked a friendly looking dog walker with two schnorbitz sized dogs who looked like they were going to lick me to death, beats the killer dogs I suppose. Anyhow, the nice lady told me which way I could go and said I’d probably be better going earlier in the day or with someone as it was a bit remote and dodgy (!) in parts. As I didn’t fancy being raped or pillaged before tea I did a loop back around where I’d been and headed home.

To be honest its probably a good thing I was off the beaten track, as an earlier McDonalds Lunch mean’t I was suffering from the dreaded ‘white bread syndrome’. I love white bread, it doesn’t like me. I end up with a stomach that looks like I’m about to give birth and terrible trapped wind. Had I have known I was going running I probably wouldn’t have chewed my way through a packet of windezee over the course of the afternoon . Shame they started easing my symptoms halfway through my run!!!

                  So a wind assisted  3.2 miles in 27  minutes 34 seconds.

No running tomorrow but lots of rugby

Bring it on



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