Infidelity and Back To School have dominated the week.
The former was amongst neighbours and, as ever, I find this sort of behaviour baffling.
It seems like having a loving partner and beautiful kids isn’t enough for some folk.
Meanwhile back in the world of the Non Soap Opera, we’ve been finalising things for our four munchkins to go back to school.
Today.
Uniform was bought some time ago as was stationery.
Heather is starting college (16-18) where she’s studying Level 3 childcare with a view to going into Special Schools.
Jo is in Year 10 preparing for her GCSE’s which they take at 16. She’s a bright kid but needs to put a wiggle on.
Ashley is starting his last year of primary school. He is the youngest pupil probably in the country with a birthday on the last day of August. He has thrived in Special School and should continue to do so. His psoriasis is finally under control with a drug called Aci.tre.tin which we started some weeks ago.
Cerys is finally away from the most useless teacher we’ve encountered and is in the hands of a newby, straight from college. Should be fun. She hasn’t fainted again so fingers crossed it was a “one off”.
Took Gill to lunch and chatted with Heather as she enjoyed an Induction Day and lunch with friends (we love and use social media). She has no qualms about messaging her ‘old man’ and simply ignores me if she’s busy.
It’s 3 o’clock so the hoards will soon be bursting back in ending our peace and quiet.
Wouldn’t have it any other way.
