The Darling Crepes of May

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My turn......

Gagging for it CV particularly with a full morning followed by an interview......

Well done to CV's DS! My DS went through a phase of wearing DH's old footy boots (and they were boots back in the day!) but his feet are now bigger than DH's!

Good Luck BD!

Good luck with the interview, BD. I hope you don't get stressed at work beforehand. What are you going to wear?

Herbs, I foolishly stepped on the scales yesterday after my 17 mile bike ride on Saturday and was devastated to find that I had gone up 100 gr over Friday. Official weigh in at clinic this morning for me.

Are you feeling better today, MI?

After the clinic we're collecting DGS and going to the coast.

Oh yes, CV, well done to junior. You are entitled to be very proud.

All the best for interview BD

WordAssociation I second what Mrs S said for Paris although if it's their first time, they are surely going to want the Eiffel tower. Beat the crowds by going early and walking up. Muses d'Orsay you can buy tickets on internet in advance - strongly advisable. If it's their first time I'd just do main tourist attractions plus a day at Disneyland.

Oh and GOOD LUCK BD .

Good luck this morning BD. They'd be lucky to have you.

Well done small CV.

Dd has music practical this morning A2. < bites nails>

Good Luck to Cremo's DD!

Thanks all, it's at the same place I already work and in the afternoon so I intend to go for a late lunch to a coffee shop to get my head together before hand.
I'm fairly hopeful on this one, but it is only a Mat Leave cover.

Meanwhile ds has a gippy tummy and is home..... so dp is having to cover.

Oh and good luck Cremos DD.

NU - black trousers, nice top, black jacket..... most of them will know what a scuff I usually am!

Good luck!

Thank you, NU: I have managed to spill my entire breakfast on the floor, rather as I did a glass of leftover pink fizz last night, but am feeling faintly better as have written a chunk of a short story today, and am now going to interview rather lovely bloke.

I did some ladyjogging this morning! Only C25K week one, but I found it easy! And on no breakfast (fast day)!

Good luck BD, and all the various offspring with exams. I seem to remember getting pretty damned stressed about my O Levels, and being struck down by an illness which everyone at the time thought was measles, but I'm wondering if it was psychosomatic. The pressure I felt from my parents was immense.

Very good luck to BD and Crem's dd.

My dd starts her last week at school today.....gulp

Oh Herbs, maybe it's not a new thing then. Or maybe it's just more wide-spread now? I think the pressure comes mainly from the schools (league-table crap) but I expect some parents also put pressure on.

Lalsy, landmark time!

My parents wanted me to do well, but I don't think they really understand the whole school exam thing the way parents do today. My brother was first in our family to go to University, and I think we kind of made it up as we went along! Now, as parents, we are more aware of what is actually required (if that makes sense...)

My parents never expected anything less than a string of As. At any stage.

That's a tall order MI......
Mine expected me to do my best (which probably equated to As in their eyes - except for Chemistry where scraping a C was nothing short of a miracle! ;) )

All the best to all who are taking exams and going to interviews today. My DS is round at friends revising for eng lit gcse which is tomorrow. He's ok about things but has picked the spots on his face so badly they're bleeding. The stress has to come out somewhere doesn't it ? My parents were so far removed from the exam scenario. They just let me get on with it but there were less distractions at home. No screens to look at and no TV til much later on in the day. Or maybe they'd given up on me after I failed common entrance...
Meanwhile, is there anyone out there suffering being the sandwich generation? I'm going quite mad with my elderly frail parents whilst trying to deal with kids exams. My mums trying to deal with my dads major incontinence issues. It's quite terrible. I'm going to go swimming now. No one can get to you in the pool. Thinking of asking you all for advice re swimwear. Don't want to go on main board and be told to wear a bikini. Never. Ever.
Ps love the proud mum moment, CV

BD, best of luck!

MI, you are so not a troll - I know this because I am one - and it takes one to know one.

Full-on weekend here, trying to get so many things done that by 4pm on Sunday I was completely knackered and fell asleep, somewhat by accident. Then felt very crepey.

I'm in school all day today, having had my arm twisted to do a pm session as well, because they are short of staff. Against Union rules to even ask teachers to do it, apparently. It wasn't like that back when I was teaching secondary.

Gawd, parental pressure during exams - my parents always expected me to be top in every-bloody-thing and inflicted punishments if I wasn't. I rebelled at O level by doing absolutely bloody nothing. I knew I would get As in the stuff I was good at without trying and was confident I'd pass the rest of it and I was right. My parents were, I think it is fair to say, absolutely livid with me for getting As, Bs and Cs instead of straight As. I didn't even open my physics or chemistry books and didn't read the Eng Lit books (still got a B in physics, but my only Cs were chemistry and Eng lit). I seem to remember feeling that my exams were all for them rather than for me and I felt as though I'd never actually be good enough whatever I did, so I might as well do nothing. Unfortunately, a lot of the duff decisions I have made in life have been made in reaction to my parents' expectations of me. I'd like to say I've grown out of doing that, but I'm not entirely sure that's the case. My father still seems to influence a lot of what I do and think, despite being dead for the last 9 years. Damn.

Anyhoo, back to school now to watch dd do her physics - for which she has done a seriously large amount of work. So not taking after her mother, then.

That'd be my father that's the dead one, not me. Despite the deathly pallor at 6.30am every day, I am still alive. I think.

Unfortunately, a lot of the duff decisions I have made in life have been made in reaction to my parents' expectations of me. I'd like to say I've grown out of doing that, but I'm not entirely sure that's the case.

Ooh yes. And my sister even more so.

Rosebag, for the local swimming pool I would recommend a decorous one-piece. Simply Swim is a good company and delivers really quickly.

I have conducted a Ladyjog which sorted out my backache fabulously.

Mine never actually specified what they expected, there was just this general air of expectation, mild hysteria when I didn't appear to be revising, and the feeling of a spotlight on me at all times. I think they probably actually weren't too bad, but it crystallised a lot of childhood crap - ie elder sister dying when I was 1, total lack of affection from parents, then two siblings arriving within six months of each other when I was four, and feeling I had to compete for their love, and would never deserve it. Boo hoo.

My swimming costume is from, surprisingly, Sainsbury's.

And yes, Rosebag. I know that Sandwich feeling. Son is four, father is 87, mother 81 and things are beginning to unravel.

Rosebag I could have written your post. You have come along and just missed the last 5 months of dad in and out of hospital with pneumonia , a couple of heart attacks and now doubly I continent and frail.
And obv dd is mid A level.
I am the complete sandwich. Or a few sandwiches short of a picnic as dsis likes to remind me.

Yes and swimming is great as no one can rain on your parade. I have a supportive fig leaves blue one piece and a spotty boden tankini in green . I have to avoid red, orange. And pink in swim togs as that tends to be the colour my Irish flesh goes .
Boning and tummy panel required at all times.