can I get away with “still more swimming” as a title?
Wednesday we didn’t swim! We went to Jungle Jim in the morning to plan a picnic in the park for local home edders, obviously only the usual suspects will turn up but we shall have fun and bggr the rest of them!
Rainbows was good again, I managed to produce utterly shocked looks in them by saying rude things about a cartoon alien and ripping the picture to bits as I did it (it’s a way of showing how saying mean things really hurts and how, even if you take it back the person isn’t instantly okay again, same as it would be difficult to put a ripped up cartoon back together perfectly) Then we did various other "kind and helpful" activities. It was supposed to have been an enrollment night but as the girl’s subs still have not been paid, it didn’t happen. In theory I should be booting half of my rainbows out right about now as the unit rules are payment of subs within the first 5 weeks and I’m still owed for 4 girls but I’m not quite mean enough to punish the girls for their parents’ inability to read the letters I send with such helpful information on as "Subs are due again"
Then it was on to the Red Cross Summer Social. Nice food. Good company. Boring address by new area manager which had no relevence to anything most of the people there do but hey, did I mention nice food?
Yesterday I produced an essay plan whilst Aprilia did various electronic learning activities in the morning. Then, to celebrate the arrival of her Zoggs Seals, we went swimming, stayed for an hour during which she spent most of her time figuring out how to sink (you spend months teaching them to not sink and then give them toys that encourage them to do just that!) and a small ammount of time trying out "proper" swimming strokes ready for her swimmer badge which we are hoping we can ask a lifeguard to test her on.
And this morning, the postie knocked before I was dressed 
ps: so I had to take recipt of Aprilia’s new swimming floats in just a teeshirt ps: ps: and the cat has brought a sparrow into the house to play with. So already today I have traumatised the postie and chased flying fur and feathers out of my house (and shut the door behind her so she doesn’t fetch it stratight back in again….) Bodes well for the day really……
