Hmmm…bit of a funny day yesterday. We decided to head out and start getting some of the items on our unfeasibly large list. There’s everything from loo brushes to bookshelves on there. We also went and had a nice loud family argument in the carpet shop over which colour carpets we should have upstairs (#1: red, #2: blue, Hubby and I: a nice nondescript beigey colour. We won). We really liked our pine floors at first, but when he and J came round, C was horrified to see Bertie lolloping up and down the stairs (an accident waiting to happen apparently - this being due to the fact that he has several hundred skinny legs that could all get tangled). Not only that, though, it’s like living below a herd of incredibly clumsy elephants when the children are crashing about upstairs. And with Little C being a permanent fixture in our house and still hobbling around on crutches too, soundproofing is definitely needed.

Later, we were out at the school’s ‘Wine and Cheese’ party. It was very nice - Hubby indulged in the stinky cheese and I ate the grapes off the edge of the plates and drank the wine. I like these events at school, they’re such a good idea. We get to have a bit of a chat with the kids’ teachers when they’re ‘off duty’ as it were. They’re much more fun after a few glasses of vino and you get to find out more useful information than during parents’ evenings when they’re on such a tight timescale to see everyone before the evening’s out. For example, #2’s a bit scared of his Irish teacher. ‘Pah’, she said, ‘I’m not scary really but I have to keep them in check otherwise they’d walk all over me’. Fair point, well made.

When we got home, Bert had obviously found himself at a bit of a loose end and we found mysterious scenes in the bathroom where he’d decided to knock the top off the laundry bin and take all the laundry out. He must have done this with his teeth, but nothing was damaged, just spread all over the bathroom floor. Greyhounds, eh? Weird.

Oh, and yes I know I need a bath panel. It’s on my list.

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