forgotten day

 I didn't realise that it was Saturday until mum just told me she'd missed the email. 

I woke up and took my pal to the train station, went to Tesco back to tidy up, started making a trifle and getting ready for Margaret and Dick to arrive and just didn't really know that it was Saturday. I think in thought it was Sunday. 

So last Saturday the girls, and I had our first visit to Tottenham Hotspurs home ground as we went to watch a rugby match between harlequins and scarcens with the Robinson family. We were up in the nose bleeds. My mate Phil was there too, although over the other side but we caught up after and enjoyed a lovely warming cup of tea at ours after. 

I've been enjoying simply spending a little time looking at my garden and, despite the foxes digging up a few plants, getting to see it take shape. The sun has been doing it's best to shine too and that's meant me drinking my cup of tea looking out of the back window of a morning. 

The four of us went to see Dune 2 at the cinema that evening, definitely good to watch this epic adventure on the big screen. 

BigA had a busy week, away to deliver training in a couple of schools and getting even more stuff done around the house. 

A and M had a trip to Cambridge to see the University and it gave them a good sense of what things might be like. It reminds me that it's hard to see a future at that age, especially when you just haven't visited those kinds of places. A also went to a gig this week with her boyfriend and bought the T-shirt. 

My work week has been it's usually busy one but shorter because of good Friday and a half day. No real sense ofsted has even been in as we all are getting on with it. And now I'm on holiday. Very pleased to be. And as you are aware, no idea what day it is.