Today was a beautiful day. Sorry about that, for those of you still suffering with the rain and the floods, but it was. The sun shone all day, there was not a cloud in the blue sky, and the temperature, according to the internet was 19 degrees.
Now that is what I signed up for.
Temperatures and a sky that could have been an English summer day - but in the middle of winter. An excellent start for the school winter holidays. Which are 3 weeks looooonnnnnggggg........did I mention that before?
We spent most of the day with Sharon, Eben, Zoe and Joel enjoying the wonderful views of Pittwater from The Newport Arms pub - until we had to rush off for the first of George and Anna's daily swimming lessons as part of their intensive swimming course.
Which was cancelled....unsafe levels of chlorine in the water.
George and Anna could not have been more thrilled. Getting them out of the Newport Arms and off to the pool had been accompanied by plenty of moaning and unpleasantness. I'm not sure why they hate swimming lessons so much, when they love being in the water so much. But they do. And when I say -ok, no swimming lessons, no going in the water - they always call my bluff and say they won't go in the water then. Kids. Do they think I like dragging them kicking and screaming to the pool every week, then sitting on a wooden bench in what is just about a sauna for 45 mins, fully clothed? I'm only doing it in the hope that they won't drown. But you try telling them that! Anyway, tomorrow lessons should be back on so we'll have to go through the whole rigmarole again. Oh, happy days...
When we got home, George and Anna played in the garden without arguing for some time. This is a miracle. Even though Anna is sporting a large bruise on her cheek where George nutted her by mistake on the trampoline, they remained friends. Until I mentioned that we needed to go to the supermarket, whereupon all bets were off and everyone hated each other again (I caved in and have just got back from doing the shopping at 9.45pm. Thank god the supermarket is open until midnight). The arrival of two rather cute ducks in the garden made everything alright again though, and they devoured the last of our bread (making putting off the shopping until tomorrow impossible). Apparently the ducks could not fly, so George and Anna had to open the gate for them to get back to the lagoon.
Frankly, I think they were just a little lazy. And a bit full, given that they had just eaten half a loaf of sunblest each....
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Internet shopping, that is what you need.
I hadn't set foot inside a supermarket for AGES and was feeling pleased and proud.
Now however we have a project going with a supermarket group so I have to go to as many as poss, theirs and competitors.....
And HUH about the sunshine. You think we care?! You think it's getting me down that it's rained every day for a month? The month of June? The "summer"?
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