Good morning all. One of the wonderful things about the tea room is that no-one ever wakes up with a headache no matter how much bolly one has drunk late one was working.
Than you for kind enquiries about job. Finally sorted itself out perfectly amicably; my working hours stay the same; I just have to spend all day Wednesday with the Most Challenging Class In The School, instead of singing 'The Animals Went In Two By Two' with Year One. Oh well.
Don't quite know why we couldn't have started at this point - I think Head was attempting to flex her muscles. I have learnt the value of fighting back and at last made some use of my union membership.
DH was better and is now suffering from some kind of stomach upset, the main symptom of which seems to be increased grumpiness. Oh well.
Wriggle woke me this morning with lots of cuddles and kisses but now that she is fully conscious is back to 'I want Papa.' (who is of course still in bed). Yesterday I counted 1,760 'I want with Papa's and 214 'I not your friend, I Papa's friend'. I even went through the 'Parenting' section on MN to see if this is a normal phase, but no mention. Oh well.
This morning I am hoping to have a moment to drop the Apigard into the bees, then we are out to Stourhead for the day to see the autumn colours. Half term: 9 8 7 6 days left to go!