May 2011
25 posts
Almost the end.
20 is almost at the end of his degree. He has exams on the 10th and 13th of June and then he is done.
Yesterday he went with us, aged 2 1/2 weeks to his father’s graduation. The day after that he began school, now he has handed in his dissertation, written his final essays and is studying for his finals.
This morning I ordered his gown, hood and mortar board and booked his official...
Mostly vacant but a little spinny. →
Wherein I’m not terribly well but can still torment my husband, so all is not lost.
I'll take a spoon full of sugar over a bucket load... →
Baking, cupcakes and boobs.
No questions, I don't even know if you're out... →
Residential schooling for special needs kids. →
If your consultant is advising residential school to more than one family you’ve got to ask why.
Yo-yo.
12 seems to have the up and downs tonight. Every time I go downstairs she gets up.
I think this is my signal to go to bed.
She keeps me on a short leash.
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Money, money, money, it's a waiting for funding... →
Now I ponder two separate issues at the one time, that will keep me out of mischief for a while.
Silent Sunday, clouds and clematis edition. →
I don’t say much but there are some pictures.
Such sweet, sweet oblivion. →
Perchance to be too noodled to dream.
There will be no napping. →
Still no sleep but I can’t sneak a nap today.
One is not amused. →
One is, however, flippin’ knackered from lack of sleep.
Exam time. AGGHHHH!!! →
It’s examination time at Tŷ Penbleth, now ain’t that fun.
Don't pout, you're detracting from my ennui. →
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I don't really feel like it. →
Photos of Surrey, should you be interested.
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Grown up. →
On school days friendships and passing time.
Plus pictures.
16’s prom.
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... skip and a jump. →
Day one →
There’s very little signal so I can’t be in touch. I’ve popped out to the garden to write this.
Great place, lovely staff, not so anxious now.
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D-Day minus one. →
Tomorrow we go to Surrey, tonight I sort socks.
It’s a coping mechanism.
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It ends with a crash and a thump. →
12’s behaviour is going back downhill but I have to be glad we had improvement, the hope it can happen again.
There's a big sloppy kiss at the end. →
I’m working on the worrying, or not worrying, but in the end there will always be cookies.
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Tuck in. →
Because today has been baking day at Tŷ Penbleth.
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Relief, sigh with it. →
Wherein I fight the Mongolian hordes to go to a meeting and after much fretting get some things sorted.
Then I came home and I’m REALLY trying to fret no more.
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One day I will be organised, but not today. →
Wherein I discuss trips to places that aren’t here and not wanting to send my child to boarding school.
Then I forgot to add that I’d banjaxed the appointment days.
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Well, that was the weekend, tomorrow it's... →
Wherein the coffee cakes were actually yummy, teenage boys don’t know what they’re talking about and pit ponies can be made out of iron.
Plus, I really don’t want next week to happen.
I suppose they must have wi-fi in Surrey.