Hope you had a good night, Crem.
Happy hols, BD.
Very well done on the VIP delivery, MrsS. 
MI, hope you are still enjoying a warm glow. :)
I don't have a cat, merely a cat-hating dog. He absolutely loathes felines with a passion. However, when we tracked down his breeders (he's a rescue dog, but through a bit of a fluke we turned up the details of the original owners - rather than interim owners who dumped him at the rescue), they invited us to bring him over for a visit to meet his mum. And step-mum. The latter being an aged cat. I thought this would not go well, given his rabid hatred of all cats. We were in the kitchen when the aged cat walked in and dog just froze. After about a minute, he walked up to the cat very slowly and rubbed noses with it. And was completely calm. I thought "Hooray, he is now cured of chasing cats." When we got home, one of his most hated cat enemies ambled past the car as he was about to get out and all hell broke loose as usual. So he clearly only has room in his heart for one cat. 
Ds goes to the local Youth Theatre group, which is extremely good and only costs £50 per term. Stagecoach was unaffordable for us. Especially as ds also does taekwando at £21 per month (plus sundry extras), swimming at £36 for 12 weeks, piano - £13 per lesson and Cubs (approx. £25 per term). Dd has done a wide variety of things over the years, such as trampolining, badminton, sailing, piano, ballet and swimming. She is just about to finish her lifesaving quals (I have to push her to go every week and take her to the swimming pool, despite only living a few mins walk away, but she is whisker away from passing her Gold) and then she can qualify as a Lifeguard when she is 16. Very good money to be earned in holiday jobs! It has been a great battle to get her this far, but I am convinced that she will eventually thank me for it.
She is an extremely good swimmer.
I won't update on the latest tiresomeness here, as it will only make me cross and depress everyone else. But I have been extremely good about being positive and calm this week. For me, anyway. Am having some mum friends coming round tonight for a fondue and prosecco sesh. Dh is out playing a Christmas gig at a school fair.
And I'm convincing myself that we will have a bit of respite from stress once the GCSE mocks are over at the end of next week. (Well, until the results come in, anyway)
And now to work.