Archive for January, 2013
There is something magical about being so engrossed in a book, you just can’t put it down, whether at night in bed, on the train, or as in the case of Jenny, the transfer from childminder to home front door to armchair. She didn’t even take her coat off.
Just in case you want to know, the book is Cool by Michael Morpurgo and she finished it in one school day, (which I assume included some other learning in addition to reading).
I missed posting yesterday, which I’m a little grumpy about. It was an incredibly busy day and evening, but I would have still managed to post something, except for the fact that I didn’t have enough memory on my computer to transfer the photos I took last night, and spent quite a long time trying to sort that out. In the end, I gave up – it was, by that time – after midnight and I’d missed the day. Yes, I could have cheated and post-dated the post but I thought not.
We were busy last night, listening to thousands of primary age children singing at The O2 in London. Jenny and Rosie have both sung with the Young Voices choir before. This year was a better experience for Jenny as she was less nervous and they weren’t up in the gods, making the whole much more enjoyable.
Can you imagine the volume created by all those children?
Fabulous singing from the massed Choir, great guests (The African Children’s Choir, Connie Talbot, and Randolph Matthews) and a trouble-free journey there and back made for a marvellous, albeit tiring, evening.
10 hours between the first cup of tea of the day and the next cuppa is not right.
I guess it meant I enjoyed this one even more.
Last Sunday, when Jenny and I were enjoying ourselves in the near deserted public swimming pool, it was almost surreal to look out of the tall windows along the side of the pool and see it steadily snowing. This week, we had sunshine as we walked down to the leisure centre. What a contrast!
Early start (on a Saturday!) to attend a Day School for my psychology course. I got up super early to do the reading I should have done in . . . ahem . . . November/December. I’m a little behind but it is flexible learning after all. The early start meant, too, that I had an unhurried journey into Central London and time for a coffee before I went into the training room.
These sort of days are great. I really enjoy the change of routine and the feeling of just having to focus on the one thing, as opposed to the multi-tasking/multi-role I have to perform a lot of the time. Interestingly, today’s study day was to do with attention and perception. (Do I really multi-task?) Always nice to spend time with friends from my tutor group, as well as others studying towards to the same thing. The level of helpfulness of the three sessions we had varied a bit, but provoked discussion and made it a stimulating few hours. When we’d finished, we headed for the bar. Real students!
Another picture from last night.
I’m going into Central London tomorrow and hopefully will have space in my bag for my camera. No time during the day today and when I got home from work, I fell asleep in the sofa (still in my coat!). How sad!