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Sunday again so soon

What to say when I only wrote last week's blog yesterday and I'm on constant catch up with myself! This weekend has been one of juts trying not to do too much. Yesterday was supposed to be a school open morning but somehow the kids managed to persuade Glenn that they didn't need to go (how?!) - apparently he thinks they've been so good recently that they should have a treat and this was it. I guess it's healthier than chocolate or sweets. In fact I think it is more that he definitely doesn't believe in school on a Saturday, not least as its yet another day to have to get them up, breakfasted and out of the door earlier than they would like.

In actual fact Abi was up early as ever - she has been brilliant with the guinea pigs since we got them and never complains about getting up and getting their breakfast sorted. Thank goodness we didn't insist on them being Izzy's as we got them around her birthday - if we had they would absolutely have been abandoned by now! Izzy doesn't mind a cuddle with them and the odd clean out / feeding routine, but day in day out is not her thing at all.

Despite the kids not being at open morning, we still had to go collect Emma as I had planned to see her Mum Jane and so it seemed easier (when I thought they would all be in school) to collect her and take her home rather than Jane having to come all the way over here. I made Abi come with me and said if asked she should tell the truth - Glenn allowed them not to come in - but no-one said anything and she wasn't the only one who didn't make it. Let's face it, there can't e many parents thinking of putting their kids into Thorngrove for Year 8 only so I suspect they are more interested in the younger ones being in rather than our lot. We then headed over to Jane and Emma's where we had a quick cup of team before going to Montisford Gardens, a NT property near Romsey. I'm not sure why I haven't been before, it's absolutely lovely and I fully intend to go again when the roses are in full bloom in June. Despite the wonderful surroundings we ended up spending much of our visit in the tea gardens with me consoling Jane as she wept over the fact that their beloved family dog is very clearly nearing the end of his time and she is devastated. The most horrible part is realising that you end up having to make the call on whether to put him out of his misery, and if so, when to do it. As I said to her, you'll never know whether you made the right decision on timing - you just have to call it when it seems to be time. As I told her how I felt about making the decision for Scooby, I ended up in tears as well - we must have looked a right sight - 2 grown women sobbing their eyes out together!

Today was sunny if still chilly and given Abi was at Mia's overnight, Izzy was in normal Sunday morning loafing mode, Glenn headed out one way on his bike while I went the other for a run. I ran yesterday so had the treat of only needing to do 8 miles to make my 20 mile weekly target. I plumped for an off road route and had the most lovely run - up through Pen Wood, into The Chase and then back through the fields - 8.5 miles in the sunshine - very satisfying. On getting home Izzy informed me that the rest of the day was "all about her"! This meant a trip into town so she could spend some of her birthday money, most of which she still has.

I do worry a little about the youth of today. There may be parts of the population concerned about global warming and plastic in the ocean, but not Izzy. She asked if she could get some french fries from MacDonalds, which led us into a discussion about MacDonalds being an environmental disaster given the amount of meat they must get through worldwide, not to mention all the oil to cook those fries. Izzy paused, shrugged and then said "but they taste nice so that's ok Mummy" - eek, do not let her be in charge of the environmental policies in future years!!


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