The bell had gone Rockstar my 6 year old boy looked at me with horror ...Our 100% record was going to slip. This year we hadn't been late once (or at least ...not been caught ) So he raced to the year 2 entrance ...rats............ it was closed. So there we stood fresh from our bike ride school run I was in cycle helmet and dayglow yellow as was Rockstar ...Mini minx in her dayglow pink flourescent with matching helmet...We looked like Bracknell's answer to the Power Rangers......Rockstar had to go via ....yes a tall order .....the reception without being detected by the secretary.......who with pen poised listing each child as they filed in 3 seconds past the bell... I grabbed Rockstar by the shoulders.......it was time for a pep talk....last year Wifey had given me some very stern words when at the end of year report Rockstar had 7 late entries........I explained to Rockstar he had to act with stealth and cunning to get past the secretary ...he gulped gave me a hi 5 and jogged off ruck-sac on back, cycle helmet on head ...he looked like he was going into battle...then .....there was a window of opportunity.......... a teacher was going in Rockstar seized the moment body swerved into the closing door under cover of the slow moving teacher . with the speed of a thousand gazelles he checked right down the corridor towards his class room ....staff unaware of this cunning little urchin......that's my boy!
So "Auditions" have started to replace Spaceboy........tis kind of interesting...the other night we had two people come down one of which was half Spaceboy's age........!!!!!! both good at what they do but we found ourselves jamming to "House of the rising sun"?!?!?!?!?!? It was kinda cool seeing wifey getting groovy with her sax though. More coming down next week so hopefully we will be back on track soon.
Weight update....lost a pound....ok ok ok it's not much but we are in upheavel at Machero towers with decorating and with more decorating at Mother Dearest's new place and with her moving and all that it has been so easy to eat trash!...least there has been a loss be it small.
Yes Mother dearest....she is finally losing her marbles. Dark Marge and I looked on in astonishment whilst moving the entire contents of her flat to her new flat...upon a box (one that the Marge didn't drop that is.....) was written "Kneedles" A discussion insued regarding the spelling of...........well it was knews to me that needles were spelt with a K? but know I'm kinda confused about the whole K and N ting but I'm knot going to let it nock my confidence when it comes to spelling!.......well that's all for know
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