Time flies when you’re having fun and our largish family presents us with all sorts of milestones at different times of the year.
As the English school year come to a close our eldest has already finished her last year at High School (11-16). She did her last exam on Friday and came home and collapsed on the sofa. Then she announced she might have a job.
It’s a good thing because
a. her summer is going to be about 10 weeks long and
ii. she is becoming a drain on the wallet – clothes, cinema, itunes ……
She went for an interview on Saturday and will do a trial three days from Monday.
It was tainted a little by a hideous little girl in her year hearing about the job and weedling her way in for a trial. We know her well though and it will be a struggle for her to keep good time and turn up so (we think) she won’t last long.
It’s only serving in a takeaway that’s opening soon but every penny counts.
Another punctuation mark is school trips. Or it usually is, anyway. We’ve had only one to pay for this year, an art trip to North Wales which started yesterday. Jo’s coach left to a flurry of multicoloured bags, crates of drinks and dropped hoodies to drive straight into a big traffic jam of the A55. They got there safely (eventually) She’s phoned a few times and seems happy – oh, apart from having to brush her teeth before breakfast which made her corn flakes taste like toothpaste! ** Update** they’ve been walking for two hours after being sent the wrong way to the High Ropes course.
I always arrange a weekend away for Gill and one of the kids too. At the end of July little Cerys will go away to Blackpool for a lightning tour of the funfair, a circus and maybe the sealife centre as well. She’ll love it.
The last of the brood, Ashley, who isn’t going anywhere this year by the way is a bit of a concern. His Thyroid levels are low and they’ve boosted his meds twice this year. The psoriasis keeps flaring up and getting infected.
School seems to have forgotten him a little too. He hasn’t had his picture in the weekly newsletter for months and once again he isn’t taking part in Prize giving which sees over 60 of the 110 kids get something. It doesn’t bother him but it does us.
He’s in the right environment but being a parent of a kid with his challenges does tend to turn you into a bit of a Rottweiller and our advocacy of him includes his feelings.
Visited Mum in the week and she’s coping now. Plans for paring down furniture in her living room and her kitchen sound sensible. Worried a bit about the letter she got indicating she’d applied for but never used a store credit card. She claimed no memory of it so I phoned for her and cancelled.
She’s visiting today and there’s pizza for tea. Life is good.
And you?
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