Nag, Nag, Nag
What a lot of nags there are out there...It always surprises me when I am nagged about the lack of entries here but nagged I am. So for Keith and Nik amongst others...
It has been a while since I have had to make decisions on where to spend my time and being vegetarian it proved quite a challenge. A definite lack of choice for us herbivores means our usually Lollo Rosso brains being turned to iceberg, (soggy iceberg at that) when faced with more than one option. Decisions were nonetheless made, unmade and in true Speckledgoat style - it all went wrong anyway!
However, the week continued to be action packed with another visit from Mark, dinner in an empty but welcoming restaurant, a broken boot and a late night of photos. Awkward, difficult, hard to please Nik also featured, with a fine evening out, impromptu poetry recital and a well travelled bottle of wine :) In addition, Matt, Mary, a sleeping Harry, dvd and yet more wine, along with the usual Wednesday meeting made for a busy little goat. Although I still made time for shopping with a very helpful, if not fussy assistant ;)
Monday was a long day at work today with traffic on the M2 then Bluebell Hill, meetings with the wonderful Mike Waters, the literacy consultant Claire, some talk analysis and a run in with a snail in Reception class, all followed by a Governors training session, very chilly journey home and the warmth and love of the cats. It feels like a very productive day. Not convinced it was though.
This week is just as hectic, with a few things in the diary, followed by a visit to Sheffield with my gorgeous brother, his gorgeous wife and the lovely Brian at the weekend.
I am feeling my age :)
