Tuesday:
I caused quite a shock on Tuesday when I issued a full run down of my school day in fairly great detail. This made a massive change from my usual replies that range between 'nothing' or 'I've forgotten'
It was gymnastics day, still the only day of the week I actually seem to know what i'm doing after school. Probably because I love going.
I got told I did very well at netball after club had finished, I was pretty pleased with the compliment.
When we got home things in the kitchen were not as they should have been, two of our jacket potatoes had exploded all over the inside of the oven.
Yeah, it was quite a mess. Still, the pizza suffered no such fate. Owen arrived shortly afterwards to out out cycling with Dad, he reckons even Uncle Ian can cook a jacket potato properly. They keep going out on their bikes to all these cool places without me, I can't wait until the summer holidays when i'm allowed to go too.
Wednesday:
Well we were feeling rather tired by the middle of the week.
Yeah, so much so that I was quite tempted to spend the evening on the sofa rather than running round an athletics track. I decided against it in the end though and I was glad I did go to athletics as i really enjoyed it.
Thursday:
I came home from school, fired up the PC and after hassling mum for a bit about the correct spelling of the word Origami I found myself a website and set about following the instructions to make myself a doggie face. It was nothing short of brilliant by the time i'd done my folding and some colouring in. I think I amazed everyone with it actually.
It was decided that I really ought to knuckle down and learn my lines for our class assembly. What I hadn't told anyone is that we'd been doing a bit at school and I pretty much had them down already.
Friday:
So we got to have a lay in and didn't have to go to breakfast club on Friday.
Due to Mum coming to my aforementioned class assembly. I was well excited about this, mostly because the parents were allowed back to our classrooms for 'refreshments' afterwards....cake! Biscuits! I was also pretty excited as my bits to say in the assembly were all about Hoplites and Phalanx's. It went really well and we were soon enough back to the classroom for the main event. I managed to do quite well on the refreshments front.
It was good not going to breakfast club, I got to play in the playground before we went into school. Having said that, I did miss the oppurtunity to do something creative before we started proper school for the day, on balance, I think i'd rather go to breakfast club.
Swimming was a bit rubbish when Edward failed to materialise.
And I didn't do too well in the pool, the old familiar failing of putting my feet down during front crawl.
The big news was our camping trip though, after a bried kerfuffle regarding our attire we met up with Andy and Owen and heaed west.
I slept pretty much the whole way down.
While I devoted some serious time to the Ipod.
The great thing about going to Croyde at this time of year is that it's still light when we get there, it makes putting the tent up so much easier.
But not as easy as having Owen and Andy on hand to help. We were like a well oiled machine and soon had everything set up and ready for bed.
The weather was glorious, and after spending the best part of the day on the beach, digging, surfing and playing boule we headed back up to base for a rest:
Then it was BBQ time (three different varities of Tesco disposables, all of them rubbish) and a game of cards for money. I had the genius idea of going accross to the arcade to get change for our 10p 'lives':
I nearly won as well, would have been nice to pick up the winners pot....hope you enjoy your new found wealth Owen.
There was a little bit of sunset football/throw and catch too:
Before we turned in for the night.
Sunday:
We had another beach session on Sunday morning as once again the weather was still lovely.
But the main highlight of the day was a spud gun each and a packet of rather large baking potatoes....brilliant.
How have we managed to not discover spud guns up until now?
It was time to pack up our things soon enough.
But not before we had an ice cream though.
Monday:
Our secret dance preparations have carried on, I didn't get to use my smart animal ears that Dad had made for me, i'm keeping them for the performance next week. Which I have divulged one secret of, it's going to be on the satge, not on the hall floor as we usually do.
As we went down to pick Ned up from the juniors, Dad fell off Ned's scooter and made a right mess of his knee and hand. Silly old fool, he'll be milking that for days I expect.
Yeah, I hope he hasn't scratched my scooter. Quad kids was a pretty hot afffair this week. I was a very good boy though and remembered to apply sunscreen all by myself. This is as rare an action as me washing my hands voluntarily! While i'm on the subject of good news, I also got my school report for the year. Although it was addressed to Mum and Dad I decided to open it and have a look first. It was pretty good, although I had a couple of B's to blot the run of A's! I'm apparently beyond my age level in English, Maths and Science and the comments from my teacher at the back painted a glorious picture of my attitude to school and others. This has got to be worth a trip to Pizza Hut surely?
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