Just because I eat worms
Well, I made it through my first night of leading Beavers on my own. We made mud pies (crushed chocolate digestives topped with chocolate angels delight and bits of green “laces” for grass, and gummy worms - thanks to the MuddlePuddle list for the recipe), then we played “worm tag”, which is just like ordinary tag except that tummies must be touching the ground at all times :-). Of course, when I say “we” played, I mean the Beavers played and I got to stand around supervising (since if I tried to keep my tummy touching the floor at the minute, I’d be doing a Weeble impression). We sang “nobody likes me, everybody hates me, just because I eat worms” - a song which has immense appeal to a bunch of 6-8 year-old boys. Then we had a game of stick-in-the-mud, and sent them all home, sugared up and happy 
Otherwise a pretty good day. Barney did some French and English, George and Freddy did some maths, they all watched Supersize Me in the afternoon (though only Barney was interested, really). Scratchy has now gone off to get some petrol to put in the camping stove, to test if it works - if not, we’ll have to arrange to get one somewhere else. And I’ve nearly finished working my way through the backlog of paperwork that’s been building up over the last few months. I’ve been talking to banks about getting money transferred back to the UK so we can actually pay for the house we’re buying (though I still can’t quite believe it’s going to happen). So all in all, a reasonably effective day. I just wish the pound/dollar exchange rate would go a bit in the other direction so that we could come out of all this with a number of pounds which was a bit closer to the amount we put in 
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