The Crepe Escape

[Cremolafoam]

We were getting to the end.

The rain is forecast to last the rest of the week, Hatty.

I'm gonna build me an ark.

Hatty - I believe you mean An American Werewolf in London. Marvellous film. And the pub was the Slaughtered Lamb!

I've just had an email from our village chief! It revolves around a guided walk around a local beauty spot, a barn dance and an offer for village residents to use someone's tennis court. Long live village life!!! There are about 10 people under 60 in our village!

Herbs that would be it. The pub scene is lodged in my memory.

at creaky OAP barn dance.

Dh and I didn't do so well at villlage life, but we were young with no dcs to make us get out and meet people. We were also in a teeny hamlet with no pub or shop and that makes a big difference. Nearest pub was a mile away across fields, nice place, but I had to stop going following a karaoke incident where I mistook myself for Whitney Houston. On the way home the same night, I tried to go to sleep in a ditch.

wilbur

You lot are not selling village life to me at all!

Wilbur, I am currently listening to the Doors (in reminiscent manner) for the first time in errk about 30 years, and I am Jim Morrison. I really am. Alive, obviously, and middle-aged and female, but really apart from that...

MI - I can see that. Just about.

Hahaha at The Disgrace of Wilbur

If I lived by myself, I would live in a village. However, such was my experience growing up in a hamlet with odd parents and no public transport, I swore I would never inflict village life on my children. Personally, I am very much not fond of cities. I need to decompress for about a week after spending any time in one. I like the small (-ish) town thang. Especially as where we live we are 5-7 mins walk from all three schools children attend/will attend, 5 mins from county hospital and just about all the other more mundane stuff we need, but I can also see fields from my office window.

Pilates: hmm, it was a bit odd to do such a non-sweaty exercise class. However, it was rather relaxing. I have booked in next week to give it another go. Have leisure centre gym induction tomorrow but remain unconvinced that I will ever go more than once. I'll just probably stick to the exercise classes and swimming. Still going to my circuits elsewhere. Either something will snap and scupper my efforts (always possible) or I might end up quite fit.

Gah, time to go back to school for more exams. See, the beauty of living so close to the school is that when I'm invigilating I can come home for lunch and check to see if any other work has come in (although obvs dh is supposed to be taking care of that stuff at the mo).

Cripes, I'm not old enough to like The Doors.

At school we had a picture of Jim Morrison stuck over the window, with the two eyeballs cut through, so the light shone through like a Messiah! I am definitely old enough to like the Doors!

I'm more a child of the Abba generation much less street cred than the doors.

DH's bro likes The Doors and he's only 42!

I am liking the sound of the schools being so close by - the primary was only a 3-4min walk and my walk to work is 15mins, but there's not really a decent bus route for the DC.

Bus journey v important part of DD social life -

I have solved my sartorial conundrum of this weekend (organiser says much the same as you lot) with the help of our trusty charity shop

Am minimalist packer on lines of MrsS so hate having to take Extra Stuff.

MI - mine love the bus journey - this gives the kids from three or four secondary schools who came from a common primary the chance to meet up. The Number 2 bus route is the place to get the latest gossip.

Especially important when some of you have gone to single sex schools

Ha, you think it actually takes dd 5 mins to walk to school? Nooo. A posse of her friends (at least 4 or 5 of them) call every morning at 8.20am and they amble off in the general direction of school. Registration is not until 8.50am. This equals a precious half-hour of quacking-and-batting-your-eyelashes-at-boys-time. Or maybe they discuss their physics homework. Actually, they do all of that and more.

She's been walking to school with the same friends since she went to middle school in Yr 5. She is now Y10 at upper school. Oh and she went to preschool and first school with these friends as well. :)
It's quite nice that they all still get along well enough to walk to school together. And as there are 600 people in their year, they all have plenty of other friends too. Even dd, although she is not madly social.

600 in the year?

DS/DD1's secondary has 240 per year, and I thought that was big.

It's a 20-form intake. There are only 5 year groups (yrs 9 - 13) and there are nearly 3000 in the school. And that's in a town of barely 20,000 inhabitants. Some pupils come from quite far away. You should see the queue of buses at 3.30.

MrsS, how did dd2 fare with her exam and visit to the new school?

BD, any news?

BTM, we have eaten our way through 2 batches of your flapjacks. I thought we had enough for a full week of lunch boxes but they are all gone already. Now to try out MrsS's recipe.

600/3000? Gulp!

Yes, MrsS, how was it for your DD2?

Stropps MrsS's recipe was a hit here!