Ah, Kew, the innocence with which you say that...
Ds's school's after-school club (run in conjunction with neighbouring school) do lots of lovely wholesome activities as well: fencing, ceramics, football, drama, art, the whole nine yards.
And will my delightful ds allow himself to be signed up for any of these activities? He will not. He likes to race around the playground with the rougher end of his friendship group playing games called '120 ways to commit suicide' or 'How to drop a nuclear bomb' (I shit you not). I'm guessing this involves climbing up onto perilously high surfaces and chucking yourself off them, but I don't really want to know, tbh.
And then there are all the times when you get a (small, easily-overlookable) slip home in the bookbag informing you that the after-school club will not operate on x date (usually no more than three days hence) because the school's boiler has broken/ there's a unison support staff strike/ the neighbouring school is having a parent-teacher evening/ our school has no staff to walk them over to the other site/ random other reason (delete as applicable).
And the phases where your child's lunchbox/water bottle/ school homework/musical instrument disappears and turn up mysteriously three days later stuffed down the toilet/behind the radiator /sodden in a corner of the playground and smelling strongly of urban fox (delete as ditto). None of these incidents will ever be fully explained because there is little or no overlap between school staff and the after-school club staff.
Aargh.
And the after-school club won't take reception or nursery kids anyway, so should you have one of those in tandem with an older child, the wheels will come off the whole arrangement very rapidly.
Double aaargh.
I want a live-in housekeeper/nanny/cleaner /driver with high educational standards, endless patience and deep love of my children who is prepared to work for a pittance and do whatever needs doing. Oh yes, that's me, in between earning the household income. Doh.
Bitter? Me?