I’m off into the wilds of Perthshire for a week or so, looking for Slender Naiads - no, not water nymphs but a rare species of plant that grows in some of the freshwater lochs up there. After that, I’m off to Wales, weather and engineers permitting, to dive on the only Welsh maerl bed, conveniently [...]
Archive for September, 2007
Conflicts
Published September 21st, 2007 in Children, Diving, Out & about, Wales and Working at home. 1 CommentI think my physiotherapist must have been a builder or a car mechanic in a past life. Conversations go something like this:-
“Well, how’s it coming along?” spoken in a very jolly voice.
So I tell her (she doesn’t look). “Well you know it’s never going to be the same again. You’ll probably never get be able to [...]
When I say that my children don’t tell me anything that goes on at school, what I really mean is that they don’t tell me anything that the teachers think I should know. Just occasionally I’m regaled with something so exciting that they’re barely through the front door before the talk starts, words tripping over each [...]
For the vertically challenged
Published September 14th, 2007 in Family and Miscellaneous stuff. 0 CommentsA recent article in The Guardian suggests that I may be able to blame my, well, slightly petite stature not on the vagaries of the gene pool or on coeliac disease or on the fact that I’m just short, no reason OK just get on with it, but indeed on my older brother and sister. [...]
I would just like to point out…
Published September 11th, 2007 in Boys, Communication, School and Work experience. 3 Comments…that our children don’t tell us anything. I’ll just repeat that, for the benefit of those at the back of the class: OUR CHILDREN DO NOT TELL US ANYTHING THAT GOES ON AT SCHOOL.
This may of course be a gross generalisation and in fact applicable only to my older son and to no other child [...]
The wonderful art of telepathy
Published September 11th, 2007 in Communication, School and Work experience. 2 CommentsWork experience, apparently, is imminent for the S4s. I say ‘apparently’ as there’s been no contact from the school about this and we have no idea what’s going on. My main source of information is, as usual, the mothers of friends marginally more communicative than GP1. I thought perhaps we’d missed some vitally important missive [...]
A hopeless cry, perhaps, but worth a try. This coming Sunday is the Haddington triathlon and we are desperately short of marshals. Are there any East Lothian locals out there who don’t fancy a lie in on Sunday but would much rather cheer on a bunch of enthusiastic triathletes from around Scotland? If so, we [...]
It may or may not be an urban myth that the Eskimos have a huge number of words for snow. After a week walking the sands of the Dyfi estuary in mid Wales, I am sure that the Welsh should have at least as many words for sand. Fine sand, medium sand, coarse sand - this [...]
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