Friday, 26 October 2012
What fascinates me, well, one of the things that fascinates me about this Grand Tour of the Whole World, is watching not just the change in the seasons but the skip in the sequence as they run backwards on the big ball of the seasons. They travelled the States all last Autumn and Wnter and arrived in Ireland in the Spring. This flowed into Summer through England and France, but now as the Western Hemisphere balances on a line between Autumn and Winter, the boys are happily breathing in warm Spring air again, and will no doubt bask in a hot summer before they jump out of an envelope in Colorado to find themselves in deep midwinter! Have their long johns at the ready, PP!
Do visit Liz's blog and leave them a message- gorgeous, sunny photos full of picnicking fun! Thank you, Liz and hubby x
Sunday, 21 October 2012
Dear Prince Charming,
I am very glad that you are home. I know it was only for one night, and that you were technically still in the country, but that little old Irish Sea makes such a difference somehow. Thank you for carving my pumpkin before you left. Everyone at Book Club was very impressed with its welcome at the door. And I was very impressed that you got not only the number but also the window from the title. Also quite impressed that Ulster won. Must be the icing on the rugby trip away cake.
Anyway, you're back in the Land where all is golden and good, and that makes everything all right. There's such a hole in the whole when one is missing. It makes me wonder at my beautifully justified jaunts away. Not that getting away from it all is bad. Just that with you is better than not. I am very glad that you are home x
Sunday, 14 October 2012
Thursday, 11 October 2012
There has been a need to rejig thinking and spaces in this land this week. Our latest instrument of musical
destruction production arrived today. And great excitement it brought!
Sunday, 7 October 2012
I spent most of yesterday at a course on making Romans blind; sorry, Roman Blinds. Contrary to Bob Almond's belief, I did not stick men from antiquity in the eye with sewing machine needles for six hours. Though my back might not have been quite so sore if I had.
Four of us were expertly sequenced through the measuring, ironing, folding, ironing, pinning. ironing, pleating, ironing and even sewing stages of getting the lining onto the fabric. It's Mise's fabric, by the way, finally in use! And gorgeous stuff it is to work with too. I have some slip-stitching to finish at home, and then I shall go back to learn how my wood and metal work should advance. Thankfully I'll not have to carry my sewing machine up four flights of stairs that night!
Friday, 5 October 2012
The life of a substitute teacher is a strange and varied thing. But I'm finding that when you only go to one small school it gets better and better, as you learn names and become part of the furniture. I even got the job of ordering the pizzas at lunchtime- one small step for you, one huge stride for Magskind!
8W and I were together five times in all today. The last session was Science, and to help the teacher I took them back down to the History/English room where I was based. "Are we doing something scientific?" they asked. "Mais, oui," I replied. Well, not actually in French.
I put the word 'scientific' on the board and in groups we had a competition to see how many words we could make with the letters therein. I thought it would last ten minutes- these are eleven year old kids who "failed" the Transfer Procedure of which I have begun to speak. Twenty-five minutes later we were still sharing ideas and counting like mad. Two groups got the same number of words, so we put 'tie-breaker' on the board for them and away they went again, with other groups flooding around them to help.
It was hilarious! We got 33 words out of 'scientific' altogether. Admittedly it won't get anyone a GCSE or look great on a Personal Statement, and it certainly wasn't quiet, but on World Teachers' Day I had a ball!
Monday, 1 October 2012
We went to the Zoo today and counted everything in eights. PC managed 8 elephants' ears. Mine included 8 still blooming rhododendron heads, 8 feathers and 8 hungry pelicans. Jo counted 8 penguins swimming, 8 planks of wood, 8 cow spots and some others. I have to say that Mattman counted everything and anything from 8 shoes on us to 8 sitatunga (antelopes?) and 8 hairs on the biggest pig I have ever seen in my life.
It's good to know that our years, however many, are safe in the hands of the one who knows exactly how many hairs there are on all our heads.
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