NotSheep

So where was I? Oh yes… on my way into town, isn’t that right?

It’s about 3.5 miles into town, and I think it took us about a bit over an hour. I’m not sure though, because as I arrived in town, I remembered that my watch had stopped last weekend and I hadn’t replaced the battery yet! Cue sudden rush in case the bank was about to close, because the clock on the clock-tower isn’t usually right either We made it though

Met a woman with three daughters on the way and had a bit of a chat as we walked along the road with our respective broods - hers all pink and fluffy, mine all blue and boisterous. It turned out she was from Toronto - you can’t avoid us Canucks I was going to give her my phone number, but couldn’t find a pen or paper (though now that I think about it, one of her kids was carrying a schoolbag - I suppose she might have had something to use!)

Once again, I couldn’t remember what I’d done with my bank-book, so I had to go in and try to convince the bank staff that I was who I said I was (no picture ID with me either, of course - oh, actually that’s not true, I had my Canadian citizenship card, but sometimes they’ll accept that and sometimes not). She was a bit hesitant, even when I was able to tell her when and where and how much my last couple of withdrawals had been, and how much was usually deposited, and the general pattern for the account, etc… but I think she finally decided that nobody in their right mind would choose to be accompanied by five children when they came to clean out my account, and handed over the dosh.

After another couple of quick errands, we spent an hour or so in the library (having finally figured out what time it was, though not having thought that maybe, since I was in town, I could get my watch-battery replaced… :rolls:) The boys borrowed some books; I didn’t, since I spent the entire time feeding Toby and didn’t get a chance to browse. I didn’t mind at all though, as he’d sat quite happily in the stroller the whole way there, and even fallen asleep. Once he woke up, I put him in the Storchie until we were in the library, and then back into it once his tummy was full, just in time for us to check out books and leave. Had several comments about both Toby (he’s gorgeous, he’s tiny - both of which I knew) and the Storchie (mainly how comfortable it looked and how happy he was in it - both of which I was happy to confirm).

Threw some stuff in the oven when we got home, as it was about 6 p.m. and George was due to arrive at Cubs at 6.30 - he got a packet of crisps and an apple, and had dinner when he got back home, the rest of us ate together when Scratchy got back from dropping him off. Then Barney went to Scouts, George came home, etc - usual Wednesday stuff (so why have I spent today thinking it’s Friday?)

Jack played on the Boohbah website again this morning while the others studied - a combination of Latin, French, history, science, recorder and blogging. Barney has been putting the finishing touches on his horror story, and we’ve eaten some mince pies (yes, I know it’s not Christmas, and yes, I know I’m supposed to be eating better - but I got a big box on sale for 50p, and anyway, it’s fruit, okay? ;-)) I’ve been through the boxes of CDs to see what we’ve got to keep Jack busy on the computer while I do stuff with the others, and found quite a few things I’d forgotten we had, for Jack and for the rest. As a result, Freddy has spent a few hours on a Leap Ahead CD today - it turns out that, despite all my planning, he’s finished his stuff in an hour or so. (What was that I was saying about what did schools do all day?) As for me, I have been having a discussion via email with a friend about whether she, an atheist, is still allowed to blame the gods

I need to get up shortly and provide something for the older three to eat before they head off to archery; Jack is asleep so will no doubt bounce about for the entire time they’re gone. Hm.