... for once again forgetting an Inset day and getting The Boy ready for school.
It would not be so bad if it was the first time it happened to me, but
it wasn't (when The Boy was in Reception I took him in for every single
Inset).
To be fair I got a sneaking suspicion that something was not as it
should when I noticed a lack of other children on the school run. The
suspicion grew when I got to Christine's house and all her curtains
were still drawn and the verdict fell when The Boy rang her doorbell
and she opened the door in her nighty - she is a kind soul and did not
mock.
So The Boy came to work with me where my colleagues were less kind
about it, I think their exact words were "your mum is rubbish, sack
her".
He rode pillion on the bike which allowed me to find out it takes me a
third longer to make the same journey when carrying an extra 28kg and
reported to Him Indoors that I go really fast downhill (good thing he
could not see the speedo or his illusions would have vanished).
6.6.05 21:44
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(7.6.05 17:29) Hehehe, bravo strops! |
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(7.6.05 23:00) I need a PA I do. |
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(8.6.05 00:58) Hehe, I'd volunteer, but I think I need one to! |
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razorhead / Website (8.6.05 21:29) I'm calling social services, you deprived him of a ligitimate bunk-off day! |
