Back to school after our holidays, always sort if exciting to catch up with everyone again.
The really prominent area of excitement this term is of course our upcoming residential trip to Ufton Court.
Wednesday
We managed to get mum and dad to not take us to Team Kennet tonight, we were still really tired from holiday. We had pizza that Ned made in food tech for tea, and it was seriously impressve, proper delicious! We then caught up on a few episodes of that Hunted show that's been on channel 4, including the final. We were so pleased that two people won the money. I've never seen Ned so excitable about a tv show!
Thursday
Darcey came home with us after school, we hd a lovely time with the Zooblies until Laura came to pick her up......she wasn't that keen to leave!
Friday
After school football, and I had a renewed sense of purpose about me this week, amazing what a difference it makes when the next match team is about to be picked.
We had a quick change then off the gmnastics before rushng home again as it was school fireworks night:
The hot dogs from the bbq were great, the fireworks themselves were great, so an all round top evening!
Saturday
Early morning on a saturday, Ned in school uniform? Can only mean Ned's rugby season is back in full swing. At least it was a home game I suppose. I wrapped up warm and took a fold up camping chair with me, prepared or what!
They were playing a posh school from Reading and to be honest it was a bit one sided in favour of the visitors. Until Ned scored a great try, we were as thrilled as he was! It started a mini revival, albeit shortlived. The post match catering was very good and I got to sample the delights of malted milk biscuits for the first time.
We had lunch (I decided to try a pot noodle, only managed half of it, shant have another one) then set off for Kingston to get Ned some new school shoes. We visited the shop we got them from last time, they had the exact same shoes but he wasn't sure he wanted another pair. We trawled around every shoe shop in the town before, you guessed it, we went back to the first shop and got another pair exactly the same as his old ones....
I won't complain though, I got to bolster my wardrobe a bit too. When we went back to the car which was parked on the top floor of the multi storey carpark, it was dark, and as it was Guy Fawkes night there were fireworks going off all over the London skyline. We also saw plenty on the drive home which livened up another potentially dull old drive.
Sunday
For some unknown reason Dad had signed up for a downhill race at the Tidworth Bikepark. So he set off early doors to get a bit of practice in leaving us lot in bed. I didn't escape the whole debacle though as Mum and Ned were quite keen to go along, it turned out Andy did too so he dropped by and picked us up. It as a cold, bright day so we had to wrap up warm, Mum criticised my choice of socks to be worm in conjunction with my wellies.....I called her 'Miss perfect pants' as she's always right and knows best.
Anyway, we got there in time for the race runs to start and met up with Dad who had survived practice intact.
Unlike everyone else, I didnt particularly relish the thought of watching anyone come a crooper though.
It was ages before Dad came down, to be fair he looked like he was having a fair crack at it and managed to escape any major heckling by staying upright.
I thought that would be it and we could get off home now....no such luck he had a second run and we had to stay for that.....urghh. Even the extensive selection of dogs wasn't enough to keep me interested. Having said that, we did enjoy Dad's second run and he really did seem to be enjoying himself.
Ned decided to share his pizza making secrets with me when we got home and we made tea between us. It was a great sucess too, another round of delicious, homemade pizza!
Monday
I had a surprise when I got home from school:
Ned home from school early and poorly on the sofa:
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