Morning. MKG I am so jealous your fatigue is gone. I'm hoping mine will be gone in another couple of weeks. I'm boring even myself with it at this stage. I was saying the other day, "I'm sure it wasn't this bad the last time", and my friend pointed out that last time, I was twelve years younger, in school, no job, no family to look after and had a mum who made my dinner every night. (Albeit made it with a face like a wet weekend due to the fact her daughter had "ruined her life", but I got plenty of rest nonetheless!)
Moominin - I remember hearing in French class that older children can stay in school til early evening to facilitate working parents. Seems like a great idea in one way, but I wonder does it feel like an awfully long day for them? I expect they separate "school" from "after classes" or something?
I went to a small primary school, btw, with three year groups per teacher. I thought it worked very well. I loved it.
All the scan pics are making me very excited for next Weds. I can't wait.
Had a mare of an evening last night. Left work at 4.30 as I had flats to see at 5, 6 and 7 o'clock in West London, North London and further North respectively. Scooted on my moped for 40 mins in the lashings of rain to get to the first one and as I was late, I stopped to call the agent to say I'd be there in a couple of minutes and ask her to wait. Discovered a message on the phone saying "Oh, sorry, we thought we had the keys but we don't so hope you get this before you leave." G-reat. Turned round and headed to second flat which was the worst dump I've ever seen and you couldn't have paid me to live in it, never mind pay £500 a week for it. The bathroom was in the attic so you couldn't actually stand up straight. And the kitchen was like something my granny had in her house in 1955. Anways, went to the final house (like a drowned rat). The house was gorgeous, belonging to a nice lady who is renting it out whilst she's on a long holiday. Told her I definitely wanted it - it even had parking for the scooters in the front garden and then she told me she might not be going on Oct 31st as planned, it might be end Nov as she might be taking on a job for the last two weeks Nov. Which would completely mess it up for us. Have everything crossed she decides the job is not worth changing her holiday for. After seeing this, I don't think I can bear to live in any of the other dumps I've seen. Booo.
On the upside, my boss is off sick today, so once I clear his diary, I can probably do some serious skiving.