To say that last night was surreal would be an understatement. I went from school to home, where I found that Max had lost his first tooth. Literally lost it; said tooth got stuck in an apple and he threw it away! It’s ok though, because he planned to do what Lola did in ‘My Wobbly Tooth Must Not Ever Never Fall Out‘ – go to sleep smiling!
From there I trundled off, somewhat reluctantly to Essex Boot Camp. It’s not that I don’t think that the expereince is rewarding, it’s just that I’m not a natural athlete and would much prefer to stay at home with a good book. However, I did go and I survived. Yes, I have now successfully dragged my way through two gruelling sessions and I can still feel my limbs, so it must be doing me some good, right?
As I fell into the car, the heavens opened, so I was grateful for the timing of the inclement weather, beacuse rain or shine, training is always outside.
Did I then go home for a well-earned soak in the tub? No, no I did not. Instead I pootled over to see the lovely Claire Mackaness for a two hour masterclass in crocheting for beginners. I think it’s fair to say that if there was a level below ‘beginner’ I would be firmly placed at the very bottom of the category, so I wasn’t holding out much hope.
Claire must have the patience of a saint, because I’m a bit cack-handed and have the tendancy to do everything the wrong way around. However, after a lot of gentle tution, I stopped trying to crochet backwards and managed to produce this (with some intervention),
I’m hoping, with lots of practice and a great deal of help from Claire, I’ll end up being able to create something like this,
Finally, at 10.30, I got back home and soaked in a lovely bubbly bath, whilst reading Jojo Moyes ‘The Girl you Left Behind’. Loving it so far by the way. It’s due for publication on the 27th of this month, so do keep a look out for it.
I finished the evening off watching half of this week’s ‘Great British Bake Off’ and then collapsed in a crumpled heap into bed. Phew, what a bizarrely diverse day.