T-Bird Anni Rides Again

We were very rudely awakened at 3 am this morning… the battery on the defib that lives at our house is running low so the unit very kindly alarmed in order to let us know.  For something with a low battery, it has a very loud voice!!!!!  We shall gloss over any questions of why there is a defib in Duke’s office and why it has to sit with it’s battery installed rather than just tucked in the carry bag shall we?

I declined to start my day at that hour though so rolled over and was rather pleasantly surprised to find that the next thing I knew was 8:30.  That’s the longest I’ve slept undisturbed for a little while and I felt incredibly better for it.

This morning we went for a play and tried to find a convenient time for Nelly and co to swim with us.  We gave up.  Her mum only has the  car in the mornings.  Nelly is too big to go in the baby pool but Bart and the baby need to be in there.  So we need a time when both the baby and main pool is available.  Only, that doesn’t happen at all in the mornings for more than about 15 minutes.  Grrrrr.

This afternoon we swam 12 lengths in just over half an hour.  And then spent a good half hour signing up for a monthly swimming pass.  Yes, really, it took half an hour to go through it all.  So now we need to go at least twice a week to justify the pass, I suspect we can manage that, in fact I suspect that, during term time, we will go much more often!

This evening she has done her various electronic learning bits plus a double spread out of each of her Letts Revise books and listened to more Greenwithc and the remainder of Gladiators of Capua, which was so much better than the TV version of that particular book but I can see how they would want to "sanitise" it for CBBC as it’s quite blood and guts.

Now I am trying to find the fortitude to write an essay comparing The Color Purple with another text of my choice on the subject of female alienation.  I’m sure I can find a fair bit of stuff to write, trouble is that, well, it’s a troubling subject really, and even alowing for the slightly saccarine ending (it all ends happily ever after), I’m really not enjoying attacking it (although bizzarely I was gripped by the book and the film adaptation and really couldn’t put it down)  Ho hum.  Between Jason at Kung Fu and this course, I’m really being made to deal with stuff at the minute.  It’s time really.