Lovely day out
Things are back to ‘normal’ now. James has gone back to work after his sabbatical, but how long he stays is anyone’s guess. Absolutely nothing has changed. 
Spent the afternoon at Kirsty’s, with Barbara and her brood too, so the three of us sat around drinking tea, chatting and laughing so much we can’t breathe (what was that lap-dancing quote Barbara? Something about it being all the rage…), which the 8 children completely trashed Kirsty’s house and had an absolute blast. Kirsty disappeared to the dentist for half an hour at one point, and came back with half her face numb. So that was fun watching her try to drink tea. 
I finally got home at 6.30, having left them cooking fish fingers or some such, and found glass in my extension! (not as painful as it sounds). However, one thing the builder didn’t take into consideration was the fact that our boiler vents into the new kitchen - which was now a sealed box. Therefore, I felt very funny for the first 20 minutes of being home. Luckily, I’d left the back door open and as soon as James arrived, he realised what was up and went to open the window in the new kitchen and let all the accumulated carbon monoxide out. That was a close one! Wouldn’t like to think what could have happened, especially as the only ventilation into the new kitchen that was gradually filling up with poisonous fumes was the current kitchen window that was open a crack.
My headache has gone now, which is a bonus.
Right, off to do more Discourse. Am determined to break the back of this magazine before the weekend, which will give me another week to tweak it to my heart’s content. Assuming I remember how to type and spell correctly.
Oh - education? Ok. Watching Clarkson do stuff with black powder firearms on Discovery channel this morning, some whales or some such on one of the animal channels, lego, patterns with cuisinaire rods, and, I caught her reading to her sisters, when she thought I wasn’t looking. 
Plus lots of socialisation and PE at Kirsty’s. Tick.
