Have you ever had to pick up a child from school in order to rush somewhere else?
Not the gentle meander home chattering about the day just past, but a swift grab and go.
Getting to school on time at the start if the day may be fraught, but getting out again in the afternoon has its own [...]
Archive for September, 2008
I would just like to point something out… but guineapigmum said it, almost a year ago.
Older children are uncommunicative. Younger ones are not a valid conduit for essential or complex communications. The bush telegraph is useful for those of us who haunt the playground, but it excludes working mums. Nor can it guarantee to pass on [...]
Walking back home today at a snail’s pace with the Tiniest Soup, we bumped into a chatty neighbour. She wanted to know if I was taking part in something in the neighbourhood. Alas, said I, if I had the money for that, then I wouldn’t be wearing these tatty old trousers.
We were supposed to be [...]
With that white trim he must have been a prefect…
Uniform acquisition feels like a game which all parents obliged to play. There is no escape; our only choices come in the tactics we use. I’ve been caught out before by leaving it too late and finding the shelves and racks scoured clean of all the decent stuff. The limited [...]
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