The Crepertoire - put on your peignoir and get into the boudoir

[MrsSchadenfreude]

And out of the armoire.

You wouldn't want to trust my sense of direction in daylight!

BTM, we have been NT members for years .

Dd1 spent part of her gap year at EdF and part of her job was monitoring cracks in the concrete surrounds to the fuel rods. She sent me a photo from one of her power plant trips - basically cuddling a fuel rod. I did wonder what had happened to health and safety but she doesn't glow in the dark so I assume is ok.

And the same dd is very embarrassed to be an NT member - we broke a journey north at Fountains Abbey once and it cost about £2 more to sign her up rather than pay a single entry so I did. And since it was on a direct debit it has renewed. She'll value it one day.

Interesting detours into academia today Crepeys. I think we have enough for a well rounded faculty or two.
Only just caught up with you all. I have had two days of diddly dee Dancers and am destroyed now.

Good work MI. You are most supportive indeed. Keep up the writing!!!! I want Madhur Jaffrey to read the audiobook before she dies.
Rose, you poor thing with the Passover cooking and feeling wan and everything.
Lalsy I like the idea that you glow green in the dark. I know dh does, due to years of dodgy experimentation with things in his shed marked 'Danger of Death' ⚡️it's very difficult to sleep when he's fully charged.
Molly, glad you are among the The Yoofs, and liking it.
Hatty, ds might leave his room to do jobs for cash ? Unlikely, but you never know.
Have been on Twitter ( I don't do Twitter) shouting about the documentary on Fatism in the nhs. Don't ask.
Is it bedtime yet?

I'm still snorting at Glowing Lalsy having to be hosed down. I went into work today with two things to achieve (bearing in mind that I was supposed to be on leave) and achieved neither - one person did not turn up and the second thing relied on an email from someone giving me the details of his part of a co-presentation that we are doing early next week. I just got a whining email (sent late last night) saying that he was "too busy" and "wouldn't be able to do anything until Tuesday," Presentation is on Wednesday and I need to know at least an outline of what he is saying as a) we need not to disagree and b) what I say will relate to what he says.

MrsS, they are an appalling bunch of tossers. I do hope that you will never go in again when you are supposed to be on your hols.

We've been members of the NT for years, not least because we go to NT beaches quite often and the parking is horribly expensive otherwise. Got the English Heritage membership through Tesco tokens one year, so we were members of both. It was when ds was going through his knights and castles phase.

Have realised I must sound like a right spoilt MC twat for not appreciating my educational opportunities. Just want to say that I do appreciate I was luckier than many people. My bestie from grammar school was forced to leave school at 16 because her parents wanted her to go out to work. One of the teachers from school helped her to do her A level work in the evenings, much to the disapproval of her df. She was so damn proud of those A levels, and rightly so. But it was made too hard for her to go to university, and she really should have.

I'm another scientist, Lalsy, you're not alone. Loved academia & loved my colleagues, with remarkably few exceptions.

MrsS, can you choose what part of the presentation you want to cover, send him your outline and instruct him to do what's left? He's the tardy one, he should have to work round you.

Hope you feel better soon, Rose. Hint: don't look at Twitter. It won't hasten your recovery

Poor niece is staying up with baby, who's been unwell for weeks with infections & had a febrile convulsion today. Feel so sorry for her. The terrors you go through with toddlers can be awful. DD's teens, so far anyway, have been a doddle in comparison.

MrS I know it's not the same but claim that day back......

Here I dreamt I was made redundant - it was very vivid and only goes to show how toxic the place I work is.

I am off to Loughborough for two days of conference and to mix in rarified academic literary company. I'm alternately excited and bricking it....

Rudy how's DDog?

BD - have fun if that's the right expression.

Auriga - how are you doing? I take it the Twitter comment is about Mr Spicer - you couldn't make it up. Hope the baby is a little better - convulsions sounds very scary.

Colly - at midnight crepey rambles.

Obviously we are neither NT nor English Heritage members - but DH always moans about the price of parking in the UK. Also we actually left Leeds castle once because it was about £70 for an annual membership but there was no price for a couple of hours in the afternoon - it was that or nothing. Obviously good for locals but not so much if you live abroad.

Off for nice lunch in Paris today.

Also, MrsS, I'd put money on him not actually doing it on Tuesday, or at least not till around 7pm. Send him your outline, tell him how much time he's got and if appropriate a set of bullet-points outlining the topics he needs to cover.

I've had many encounters with entitled blokes like that and had an affair with one of them. They don't pay any attention to your instructions but it does make clear you're not a pushover

In car news, DP has had an attack of sanity, and is suggesting we ditch the pricey big family car and swap it for a cheap smaller number that can just about fit all four of us, like the mini we used to have. It's not madly comfortable for all four but these days we don't often have journeys of any length like that - we've stopped those sorts of UK/Northern France holidays - and it was a damn sight easier to drive and indeed to park in our crowded road.

I have Ladyjogged and breakfasted. Must shower and go to work.

And MrsS, in planning your own part of the presentation think about whether you want to go first or second and how you are going to manage the transition - you should be able to make it subtly but blindingly obviously clear where any fault lies. My preference in this type of situation is to go first and then also to recap at the end - gives you the best control of the messaging I think.

I loved our mini, Rudy!

Totally agree, MrsW. Say what you need to say and he can make an unprepared twit of himself afterwards. He may recycle an old talk on a not entirely relevant topic.

Just checking in to check if musical Crepeys know about this radio drama about Bach's St Matthews Passion on the radio on Sunday. Simon Russell Beale is playing Bach. It sounds good.....

www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b08m8q81

Ooh Mrs S. My blood pressure goes up a notch every time you post about your twatty colleagues, and it was already high after frothing over your family. As you're leaving anyway, I would set some booby traps, on which to hoist entitled colleague on own petard. To mix a number of metaphors.

Off to Kidzania today. Will be hell. While there I shall attempt to create ed plan among screaming children. Then, DS's choir. Then, my choir committee meeting.

Have just read email from kidzania, saying I have to bring photo ID, and I can find neither my passport nor my driving licence. < scrabbles through drawers >

My first car was a mini. Old-skool, of course Sounds v sensible, MI. And will be a good car for your DD1 to learn in

Hope you are feeling better today, Rose.

BD, have a fab time

MrsS, do what the others, esp MrsW says. Cheeky git.

I have just booked train tickets to get to my DGodF's funeral next week DD has insisted that she comes with me, and I think I will be very glad of the company.

Please keep talking about Minis. I got shouted at in a Waitrose car park for being too slow to park our vast and unwieldy Skoda. The bastard yelled:

"Get a Mini, luv!" - and not in a nice way. However, now, every time I inch into a tight parking space, I hear his voice and think, yes, get a Mini, luv.

Auriga, how are you doing?

Also, CV??? How is it all going?

I failed to do any study work AGAIN yesterday, but think I was probably in need of a proper break from it all anyway and there is still time to catch up.
I am off for my first-ever mammogram shortly (woohoo) and am then off to Glastonbury with ds and dd (if she gets up in time) to meet my cousin and the cousinlets.

Minis are the only cars for which I feel any affection. Mind you they're also the only ones I recognise. We had a proper mini when I was little. It broke down a lot.

Must edit...,

I can't park to save my life. Not even in a mini. My car has loads of parking sensors which squeak and howl at me so I don't make an expensive mistake. I remember going to visit the cousin mentioned in previous post when I had my first car. She came out to inspect it and asked me what the marks on it were. I just waved airily and said, "Parking dents." I somehow thought everyone had them. (and I was 30, not 17). Dd has her father's spatial awareness, thankfully, and can tell right from left. Which I can't.