Smat 1: Evil Manhole Cover Wrecking Timber Company 0
Now I'm £98.11 up (providing the cheque clears). Amazing what the threat of legal action does to a company, isn't it?
Decking now nearly finished (I know, it's been going on a long time, but nearly there now), and i just need to decide what I want to do round the edges so that the Baby Smats don't fall off and break their necks while scooting down the drive, around the corner, up the slope onto the deck and off in to the garden. Or me after a glass of wine or two come to that (not the scooting obviously, more the tripping over the edge). I quite fancy growing some veg round the edges, but Mr Smat wants some fencing. Perhaps if I ask him this evening around 8.05pm he might agree with me.
This home educating lark is a bit of a doddle* - yesterday Middle Baby Smat was struggling with turning decimals into units, then suddenly realised that it was just the same as making 650 pence turn into £6.50. Who needs school, eh? Or years of teacher training?
* last week's confidence crisis was simply a temporary aberration, I wasn't panicking that I was ruining her entire life for ever and ever because I was so useless at the whole thing. Definately not. And now that I've had some sleep I'm fine again. The afternoon out with Patroclus helped too. Cheers P.
Decking now nearly finished (I know, it's been going on a long time, but nearly there now), and i just need to decide what I want to do round the edges so that the Baby Smats don't fall off and break their necks while scooting down the drive, around the corner, up the slope onto the deck and off in to the garden. Or me after a glass of wine or two come to that (not the scooting obviously, more the tripping over the edge). I quite fancy growing some veg round the edges, but Mr Smat wants some fencing. Perhaps if I ask him this evening around 8.05pm he might agree with me.
This home educating lark is a bit of a doddle* - yesterday Middle Baby Smat was struggling with turning decimals into units, then suddenly realised that it was just the same as making 650 pence turn into £6.50. Who needs school, eh? Or years of teacher training?
* last week's confidence crisis was simply a temporary aberration, I wasn't panicking that I was ruining her entire life for ever and ever because I was so useless at the whole thing. Definately not. And now that I've had some sleep I'm fine again. The afternoon out with Patroclus helped too. Cheers P.
posted by Smat @ 9:38 AM
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