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A technical hitch and ‘uh oh, bigger boys’

So this is weird, then.  I can’t comment on my own blog.  I’ve tried everything – logging out, using a different email address, even pretending to be someone else, but no, the result’s the same.  It starts grinding, then it hangs, then it says ‘internet explorer cannot display this web-page’.  And what’s worse, my hairy web-guru, Grandad, has gone on his holliers and won’t be back for ages.  So you’ll just have to do without my sparkling repartee until this glitch is fixed.  Sorry and all that.

In other news, #1 has started at his new school.  We found ourselves sitting in the car, ten minutes early yesterday.  He had his enormous blazer on (black, two sizes too big - well, you’ve got to get a bit of wear out of it when they’re 100 quid a pop), new black school shoes, white shirt, grey jumper (with crest – bought from school supplier at an extortionate price) and his new tie.  The tie caused a few problems, actually.  Wanting to be ready and prepared on his first day, #1 had set his alarm for about 3am and when I finally dragged myself out of my pit at 7, he was washed, scrubbed, armpit-sprayed, hair-flattened, and very, very cross.  It’s the tie, you see?  He’s never had one before and had managed to get it into a rare ol’ knot around his neck.  ‘Give it here’, says I, ‘I wore a tie for years’ before making an even bigger mess of it (I think they make ties differently these days).  Eventually, not wanting him to start on his first day with something akin to a large, stripey pussy-bow tied around his neck, we had to brace ourselves and awake the monster in order for him to show his offspring how to tie a decent knot, before skulking off back to his bed muttering about being woken so early.

So there we were, tie in position, lunch in schoolbag (pasta salad with tomato, mozzarella and ham, banana, frozen yoghurt and a cake, if you must know), waiting outside the school.  #1 was a bit nervous and making small involuntary squeaky noises.  A car pulled up next to us and a child the size of a small building got out.  As the man-mountain unfolded himself from the car, we both craned our necks to check him out – yup, he had school uniform on – and I swear there was a hint of stubble there too.  The squeaking got worse.  ’Uh oh’, said #1, ‘bigger boys’.  Poor chap, when you’ve had a whole year being the oldest, suddenly mixing with 18/19 year olds in the same school is going to come as a bit of a shock.

Still, we met the headmaster, #1 got a check on the squeaking, and I watched him walk away down a corridor for his first foray into secondary education.  I got to the front door at the same time as the headmaster’s wife: ‘don’t worry’, she said confidently as I wiped away a stray tear, ‘it’s always worse for the parents’.

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25 Responses to “A technical hitch and ‘uh oh, bigger boys’”

  1. Jennifer (Bert's No 1 Fan!) says:

    Just testing to see if this works….I couldn’t comment on Friday photo….J.

  2. Involuntary squeaking eh? Sounds like my eldest.

  3. Jennifer (Bert's No 1 Fan!) says:

    Oh there I am! Yup, something funny going on there alright.

    Aw poor #1. I still remember my first day of secondary school (circa 1989). I was absolutely terrified!

    My 4 year old nephew starts school next Monday. I can’t quite believe how he transforms from baby to little boy as soon as he dons the uniform!

  4. Natalie says:

    Love the post – Kirstin also started school this week, luckily she had an induction day on Tuesday – just the First Year kids, the parents (for a while) and all the prefects, it was a very good idea.

  5. Jay says:

    I called out and asked my ex-programmer and WordPress-guru Other Half about your comment problem and he yelled back ‘What did she DO?’ LOL!

    He tells me you must have done something. Apart from that little gem, he’s pretty useless on the subject! ROFL!

    I love the ‘involuntary squeaking’! Sounds like my older boy – he’d have been bouncing up and down on the spot, too. Actually, at nearly 28 years old, he still does that sometimes … :P

  6. Loops says:

    My son starts high school on Wednesday and I’m struggling to teach him how to do his tie. They have an induction – year 7′s are ‘helped’ by year 9′s on the first day

  7. Susan says:

    LOVED this! LOL My daughter’s starting her very last year at the grand ol’ age of 18, and now I’m hearing her stories about the invasion of ‘babies’ at school. She’s feeling quite the Grande Dame it seems.

    School uniforms are a shocking price; what I’d love to know is how they design them to pop all their seams and fray their own cuffs at approximately 4.5 months of age. ARGH!

    I hope #1 is having a wonderful day at New School.
    (wouldn’t mind having that lunch, honestly…mmm)

  8. Natalie says:

    Jen: Something really bizarro going on. I can’t even edit other people’s comments (not that I do often, but I sometimes remove Mad Uncle A’s filthy language :)

    Thrifty: ‘Tis true. He works himself up into such a lather that it kind of leaks out of his mouth in little squeaks!! x

    Nats: That is a good idea. I think he would have benefitted from not having to mix with the giants on his first day – although he rang at lunchtime to say he was having an excellent day so fingers crossed. How’s Kirstin doing? x

    Jay: I don’t do any of the techy stuff on my site at all (well apart from the writing, natch). Might have to have a little web-holiday until Grandad comes back!

    Loops: I definitely think the first day is the worst. He trotted off happily this morning and even [gasp!] caught the bus to school!!!! The tie bit is a problem, though, especially if you’re a ham-fisted family like us x

    Susan: Aw thanks. He’s a bit demanding and I think it’s going to kill me to keep him happy in the lunch department. Wow, 18? I can see me dying of some baking-related disease before then if #1 has his way!! x

    Thanks again to Nats for this. Normal service will be resumed as soon as possible!

  9. English Mum says:

    Right, I’m having one more go at this testing business. It’s driving me crackers.

  10. Moon says:

    Damn, shame the ‘gobby’ one can comment again, I like it without her comments… ha ha ha …..

    He’ll be fine, big ‘wedgy’ at first break .. he’ll get used to it !

    And yes, one big hug and sloppy kiss for your big brother and the fleas next week coming up

  11. English Mum says:

    Moon: Moi? Gobby? How very dare you! Da fleas too? Aw you lucky thing. I miss the little boogers x

  12. wee jen says:

    First day at school – gulp! I remember it well. Oversized uniform and school-authorised satchel – the proper old fashioned kind that made you stand out as the new kid because no one who’d been there longer than 5 minutes used the damn thing. And the sixth formers seemed so glam/grown up!

    One of my nephews is champing at the bit ‘cos all his little friends from nursery are going on to school. He’s not because his birthday is just a little too late. Poor little guy.

  13. Mum says:

    Our baby…but he sounded very upbeat!! He’ll be fine…we all had to go there….

  14. Kate says:

    Hi – I would not be any help – without the aid of my soon to be 30 year old son my computing would be very limited – he has to pander to my every need – bit of a role reversal for all those ‘first day at school moments’!!! Chin up lady!!!! Peace and love, Kate x

  15. Kirk M says:

    Hi English Mum,

    Although he might not admit it readily, unless he’s in a good mood or had one pint too many, I’m a friend of Grandad’s in a bloggish sort of way and one of those rather strange WordPress/computer geeks to boot albeit an old one.

    Sounds like some basic troubleshooting is needed here:

    Since other folks are commenting (logged out) I assume that your trouble lies when you’re logged in. This means something is keeping the page from refreshing after you submit a comment or an edit to a comment. Is that using WP’s built in comment editor or using a plugin like Ajax Edit Comments? I take it things grind to a halt when you attempt to save the edit. If so…

    This might be caused by one of 3 things:

    1. Corrupted cache in IE.

    Close IE. Clear all IE browser history, temporary internet files and cookies*, start IE and log back into your Admin. Try doing another edit. If it works you’re good to go. (*Under IE’s “Internet Options”, “General” tab depending on version).

    2. Internet Explorer in general. (should be using Firefox M’lady. WP doesn’t like IE very much though this probably isn’t the problem).

    Give Firefox a try. It won’t rupture Windows or beat IE into a pulp no matter what you may have heard. That plus if you run into trouble using IE you can eliminate the browser as a problem by trying the same thing using Firefox and see if it works then. Anyway…

    3. A plugin problem.

    a. If you just installed a new plugin prior to this problem happening then deactivate that plugin and give it a test. If it works then that new plugin’s the problem, otherwise…

    b. Deactivate all your plugins with the exception of Akismet (if you use it) then test by editing a comment and saving or replying to one…either way. If it works okay, then it’s one of your plugins causing the problem. If so, reactivate each plugin one at time, doing the edit test between each one (yup, pain in the rear but troubleshooting is and all that). When saving an edit fails, the most likely culprit is the last plugin activated.

    If you’ve already tried any or all of the above solutions then I suggest beating the thing with an old cricket bat. :D

    Feel free to give me a holler using the email address I used for this comment. I’m always happy to help others out of PC/WordPress jams. Grandad might even vouch for me…if he’s in a good mood that is.

    Maybe we should call Wallace. He’s inventing mostly.

  16. Baino says:

    Ahh no matter how much you tell them that schooldays are the best days of their lives, they’ll never believe you . . until they start work! Nice lunch by the way . . that would definitely be wedgey worthy in our schools! Tough boys eat pies!

  17. English Mum says:

    Wee One: Oh yes, and the sixth form girls, well, let’s just say they were obviously wearing the same skirts they wore in the first form!!! Aw poor little nephew – isn’t it a shame when they wish their lives away (God, I’m old) x

  18. English Mum says:

    Ma: It’s all good – 2 days in and he’s very enthusiastic – has made friends and not stopped talking so far. Let’s hope it continues! x

    Kate: Well it looks like Kirk might have come to my rescue! A knight in shining…erm..code?! xx

    Kirk: My saviour! Email on its way.

    Baino: Oh no! You know I’m no good at pastry ;)

  19. K8 says:

    Good ole Kirk M! Thanks matey, I felt awful that I couldn’t help… Grandad’s genius in that department hasn’t rubbed off on me much. Low attention span I supp… what was I saying?

    Oh yeah. Puppychild is leaving me for the big bad world on the 3rd. I’m inconsolable!

  20. K8 says:

    My dad, I mean. Not Grandad. Except he is. Headwreck!

  21. English Mum says:

    K8: Fancy havin’ a Dad that’s everyone’s Grandad! Headwreck indeed. Aw, Puppychild off to school? She looks so teeny! Bet she’ll have that whole school thing sorted in two ticks – seems a together sort of girly! Oh and thanks,I have absolutely no internet savvy either! x

  22. Kirk M says:

    K8,

    Of course you’re inconsolable. Means your a fine mother. However, you have an excellent outlet for your anguish…you’re a taxi driver. Abuse your passengers, it does wonders for your attitude.

  23. Kirk M says:

    English Mum,

    Got your email, sent one back.

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