- Mum has proved she is indeed who she is. Do not ask. It entailed a visit to a neighbouring town to be interviewed. Officialdom gone crazy. Memorable only for the look on the interviewer's face as she looked at my mother's naturally brown hair and said " You are quite old!" For heaven's sake, Mum will be 82 this year. I have more grey hair than she does, which is not reassuring at all. (Stress highlights, remember!!)
- The above official necessity meant I only had a half day of teaching, but had to stay late to review all coursework. It is done. I am a star. Well, I didn't want to have to work late in the next few days because......
- My sister arrives tomorrow. Late. After I have attended the Awards evening for school. 3 line whip time. "Directed time" which means no excuses, you will be there. On stage in formal attire. In my case, I think I can interpret that as sit-at-the-back-near-the-wings-so-you-can-leave-rapidly-as-the-ceremony-ends-and-head-to-the-airport-4o-miles-away-to-fetch-sister. We should get home by midnight.
- I told my Year 10 girls that I was leaving at the end of term. They were very taken aback. I timed it for the end of the school day to avoid long discussions.
The weekend was a strange one, but it is over now. Lots of friends popping in to check on us, and the sun shone too, for a while. We had the first bbq of the year, and Roger won the tennis at Wimbeldon, which was tough on the nerves, I have to say, but a great distraction. I do like it when he cruises to victory. Nail-biting stuff is exhausting!
Thank you all for the lovely messages and support. It has made a difference. The first year is over. And we are fine, if a little weary.
It will be great to have my sister here for a short visit. She is lovely, and full of energy. Whirlwind is a good description. We will be trying to fit in expeditions to the places (shops) she wants to visit, around work, but I am quite sure we will manage perfectly.
And now I need to go to bed. Tomorrow will be an even longer day!