NotSheep

There’s been precious little of educational value around here recently, unless you count learning to stay well clear when there’s a refrigerator crisis. I did buy a replacement today, it’s silver (wrong colour) and I don’t like it, but of all those I’ve seen, it’s the one I don’t-like least, if you see what I mean. However it works, and that’s something. The washing-machine, on the other hand - well, it’s bloomin’ fantastic. My bed is a North American king-size, and I can fit in the duvet cover and the two sheets and the pillowcases and a normal day’s worth of laundry. Fandabeedozie

In other news… well, not much. The bloke who hit the car that then hit me last week (if you didn’t read it, you’re not signed in…) rang and said he’d like to pay for the damage rather than put it through his insurance. The car he hit is a write-off - but it’s still cheaper for him to pay for it himself than to pay the increased premiums if he claims on his insurance. Boggling. I’d be spitting feathers about paying business-rate insurance premiums and then having to pay for it all out of my own pocket anyway, but he seems to have a very good attitude about it all. My car is going to see the mechanic on Thursday, so we should have a price to give him then.

I spent the morning on the phone, trying to source a you-know-what, and finally found the one I’d settled for in a shop about an hour away. They shoved it up to their back door, I dropped off some children at the leisure-centre, and went to collect it. George had trampoline club for two hours today (and every day this week), but in order to get there before the shop closed, I had to leave him there early. Although George is old enough to go swimming without an adult, I didn’t want to leave him there alone (especially given that his moods were fairly swinging today), so I left Barney with him. I suggested they took books to read, but instead they each took a GameBoy, mp3 player and mobile phone. I think one of the mp3 players might have had an audio-book on it though. I could actually have collected the you-know-what in the back of my car even with all five children in it - a friend once said that my car does a very good impression of a white van - but the timing wouldn’t have worked. So.

Drove back across the city in pelting rain, and spent far too long sitting in traffic - which made both Toby and me very cross - and Freddy was consequently late for his trampoline club (which takes place after George’s), but we eventually made it back, and a bit later than that, we eventually made it home and got dinner.

End of July. And an expensive July too. Hope August turns out a bit less spendy!