Beginning of Christmas

 I think I've got a cold! 


Saturday night was the boarders Christmas dinner and as SLT I was an honoured guest. Here that means bring thanked a lot. This always makes me feel odd, especially when I really don't think I do very much to be thanked for. But it's part of the event. I returned home to an empty house and so got ready for bed and snuggled down for a good read of a book mum had left behind. I then fell into a lovely sleep. 

As much as I love my husband he can be a real pain sometimes. He in his less than thoughtful state sent me a voice note to tell me he was bringing people back. I got this at the same time as I was woken by the voice of strangers in my house and cars pulling up. I heard the message in time to be not too frightened and simply moved to cross. I promptly messaged him back to turn the music down. I didn't sleep well! 

In the morning I was tempted to be noisy too but decided on washing up and drinking tea while I finished the book in the sun. I picked a mango from my tree and some strawberries. Hard to stay cross when you're in a beautiful garden. 

A had been out and when she returned we did a bit of revision before watching TV and making dinner. She had 4 exams to finish and by Tuesday she was all done. That afternoon I had my first face to face day for my course which was ok. I came home and spent at least 2 hours lying on A's bed when her, her watching TikToks and me playing music from my phone, periodically singing them in her face and, ooh this one is good. These moments are why I'm so grateful for having had this time in Malawi. I will treasure them always. It rained beautiful and hard as we listened to Eva Cassidy, the Mama's and the papas and a bit of Elvis Costello and others. Each one a memory and each one meaningful. Else I skipped them. 

On Thursday evening we were really very proud to see and hear A perform in the Christmas concert. The whole event was lovely. She was brilliant despite her sense she didn't quite get it right. She was amazing.

And then, just like that, it's the end of term. The final assembly and me then into some NPQH training. Big A had already set off for a mini safari with his pal Chris and A had a small group of friends over and I watched a couple of films. It doesn't seem to matter how short a term is, you feel a bit shattered. 

Now to enjoy 4 weeks off. I'm going to miss the long holidays

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