Thursday, April 29, 2004

Ok, I confess, no lunch but tea and carrrot cake in coffee shop.
Pesto/pasta, feta cheese in sundried tomato oil and olives for dinner.
yogurt.
tea and coffee.

Usual porridge for brekkie and tea. Coffee. no biccies in house so no prob there!
If I don't buy any...I will buy only fruit.

Horrid morning, hubby and daughter rushing about so that he could give her lift to school because of the rain. He was in bad mood and went off without morning kiss!!
Was drying her PE kit on front of oven and scorched her t shirt so she not best pleased with me either.

Giscard D'estang on radio four telling interviewer that if we do not say yes and sign up for Euro constitiution we wil be outside the union. From next week legal for new Europeans to work in UK so my little czech student who holidayed with us last year is coming back to stay and work this year. I miss him. He calls me his English Mami in his e mails.

Have to go and look after friend's three year old for half an hour today. I love this child! She is so funny. I was her nanny for two years from when she was born. She is very ingenious. She loaded up her brother's spud gun with poo and shot it all round the bathroom!
Cause and effect, investigating what happens if!!!

We will watch Matilda, she know all the words and speaks them along with the film.

My grandson is three too. I brought him an old fashioned spinning top yesterday.

Quite bored lately. Think I need an adventure really badly. Got to get involved with something, theatrical maybe. Or organise a gig. Job advertised for local community centre, bet I don't have the relevent bit of paper. Hubby has done citizens advice work and counselled young people in debt management but because he does not have the paper he has to go on a one day training course to obtain it for his current job.
Great to see the screws turning our Tone in ever decreasing circles this week.

Trouble is, how shall I vote in the next election? None of my kids wil vote, they have no faith in any party. This is a sad state of affairs.

Off to get tidy for going out now. More poems later.


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