There are two 5 o’clocks in a day you know
but really, I do think that being woken up by an over excited and overwrought child at the unearthly hour of 5 AM just cos she’s being enrolled into Rainbows a good 12 hours later was PUSHING IT! So she shuffled off and played on her PC til 7am, then watched Milkshake, followed by 2 hours of class TV then she installed herself in my face and remained there until I snapped at some point in the afternoon after which she hid from scarey mummy with knitting needles that are EXPENSIVE AND BREAKABLE in her room til it was time to go 
She was much better when we picked her up and now has a lovely shiney badge for her teeshirt (do I have to take it off to wash the teeshirt Merry? or does it survive if I forget??) She’s very proud of herself and showed the badge off to all hte neighbour kids.
Now I am going to attempt the impossible…. I’m going to write 2,000 words on how some bit of waffle from a guide book written by Wordsworth adn a painting of Windermere are influenced by some arty farty aesthetic catagories (it’s a lovely painting, I just don’t really care if it’s beutiful, picturesque or sublime to be honest!) And I’m planning on putting the mind map together tonight, in 1 go if I can so I get a bit of practice for writing 3 essays in 3 hours. Whose idea was this degree thing…. oh, yes, it was me wasn’t it…. daft bird.
