Fourth Time Lucky

Finally at the fourth attempt, Littlest Baby Smat managed to stay awake for last night's Fireworks Display at school. She wasn't overly impressed though - too loud, not enough "Tinkerbell sparkles" (whatever they may be), and she broke her neon necklace on the way home. I was relieved not to have to lug a sleeping child back to the car (approximately 17 miles up a muddy hilly road as the parking near the school is Officially Horrendous) and instead could focus on cursing (under my breath as the Baby Smats were in earshot) about the inconsiderateness of all the other drivers who couldn't seem to grasp the concept of Taking Turns at Driving on a Single Track Road (Single Track because of all the 4x4s abandoned along one side due to the Officially Horrendous parking situation at the school).
Never mind, we were allowed to saunter in to school late this morning which made for a nice relaxing morning. Until I decided to visit IKEA.......

there's light at the end of the tunnel...

Mr and Mrs Smat Senior return home on Tuesday, leaving me with a new bathroom (mostly finished), a new power shower (which if you press the "Eco" button switches ON the pump??), some new thoughts on the future educational needs of the Baby Smats (need Mr Smat to get the job he's on a second interview next Thursday for, in order to pay school fees), a mountain of paperwork (sitting on the computer desk obscuring the screen and mousemat), and a decimated apple tree in the back garden, complete with associated mountain of apple tree branches. Actually the apple tree was my fault - admittedly there might have been wine with lunch, but hey, it was a Sunday afternoon, I'd done the dutiful Interested Mother At Rugby thing, I needed a glass (or two) of wine, I have all my best ideas then....... just not climbing up a ladder armed with extendable tree loppers and a Big Saw......

(promise I'll cut down on the .........s next time)