Tuesday
Here's some of my art, a portait of my skateboarding dog:
As usual we had a deep and meaninful conversation around the dinner table, we got onto Jesus.
Mum said one of 'friends dobbed him in'. I corrected her, pointing out he was actually 'Betrayed by a disciple'. Every now and then it is like i've swallowed a dictionary.
I'm still ploughing through the sweets I won at the school fete, it's a tough job.
I came home from school with a rather red and swollen bridge of my nose. I was just about to score when one of my 'friends' pulled the goal post over, it came down and the crossbar hit me right across the face. It hurt. A lot.
Thursday
After school dance club was cancelled, so instead we went out for a bike ride with Dad.
We did, it was dead exciting as I got to take my new bike out on a proper ride for the first time:
We headed out towards the countryside from home, the poppies in the fields looked like a lovely red blanket:
We went miles, I got on really well with my new bike, even if the gears are still a bit of a mystery to me.
I've got to say it, she did really well.
Except for a brief brush with some stinging nettles.
We made it all the way out to the bridge over the A34.
The traffic thundered by underneath us.
We got plenty of toots and waves, especially from the lorry drivers!
We made our way back home in time to go and get mum from work.
After tea I did a little gardening with Mum, but got bored of it almost instantly, just like Dad does. The new pegs mum had got were much more fun:
Friday
Well it was yet another sunny day, we could get used to this.
Fired up by the world cup, we played football all afternoon at school, I was pretty hot and sweaty when I came home.
You would have though he would have been footballed out wouldn't you? But no, it was Fifa on the Xbox as soon as he got in from school. Still, at least that means I get the run of the telly.
We had tea (our new family favourite, Chorizo, chicken and potato bake) and the Mum declared it was far too nice an evening to do nothing.
So after a few suggestions we decided to ride down to the canal with some old bread we had hanging about to feed to the ducks.
Yes, what a brilliant idea.
Mum's bike is brilliant, it's got a big sturdy basket, we put the bread in it, a few drinks and a string of loom bands!
I was so happy I almost burst, i'd been wanting to go out for a family bike ride for years now.
We fed some hungry birds and some lovely little fluffy baby moorhens before moving on, up over the bridge to Northcroft.
We swerved the park though and headed for the top of the hill instead.
I wanted to zoom down again!
But we had a few laps of the weird track thing first.
I loved it, I could actually make it up and over the biggest of jumps with my new bike with ease.
And made our way to the city playground for a bit of a play.
Yeah, it was prety cool, there's some new bits and bobs there.
The monkey bars which had me beat for years were really easy now!
Saturday
Quad kids competition time.
I wasn't looking forward to being dragged along until Dad reminded me Ella would be there.
I certainly was looking forward to it, Robert was in the team this year too, brilliant:
Vortex next, my specialist subject, but like last year I didn't quite do as well as i'd hoped I would. You get two measured throws, the first one was okay but nowhere near what i'd managed during training and the second one went outside the measuring area. Whoops, there's always next year I suppose.
At this point I got to finally escape to go and play with my friend Amy at her house. We had a great time, I stayed for tea and everything.
The last sporting event was the standing long jump which went pretty well.
Being a year 5 and 6 combined team event we were never going to bother the top spots (we had no year 6's taking part) but we did win loudest team of the day by a landslide:
Once we were all home Ned took me down the shop to buy some sweets.
I am good to my sister you know.
I bought some bubblegum and finally managed to blow my first bubble!
I tried over and over again and just couldn't do it, despite lengthy coaching. Not happy.
Sunday
Fathers day, and seeing as we ended up having a blazing row over who would give what present to Dad and then things going from bad to worse I think it's fair to say it wasn't quite the lovely day we'd envisaged for him.
No, it didn't go too well really, I think we'll leave it at that, but I will say that seeing as our planned trip out for the day was called off, he did actually get to do what he was no doubt happiest doing. Watching the Mountain bike world cup downhill race live from Austria on the Ipad with his headphones in, ignoring our carping and whineing.
We took pity on Mum in the end who really wanted to go out for a bit.
So we had a walk at Donnington castle, a little game of hide and seek and some rope swing action in the woods nearby.
Not bad then, really.
Monday
Having racked up the miles on my new bike last week you would have thought I had the measure of it really wouldn't you? Sadly not, I had a big off on the way home from after school dance club and did a rather good job of removing all the skin from my knee. I was borderline hysterical by the time we got home, all the while Dad was telling me it wasn't that bad. By the time he got to try and clean me up he had to concede that in actual fact, it wasn't that great after all. His bedside manner isn't that good to be honest and after a few harsh swipes of the cleaning wipe we decided it was too big for any of our plasters, so he taped a dressing (badly) to my leg in a bid to catch the worst of the drips and ooze. You can tell Mum is the trained first aider round here for sure.
We had a roast for tea, and after Mum's recent request for more varied veg, we had red cabbage with apple bits in it and leeks! Well, what on earth is that all about?
Exactly, it was a step too far for us and both items were roundly rejected!
I made my way to bed, hoping my oozy knee wouldn't stick to the bedclothes after it was uncovered to 'let the air get to it'.........
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