I’ve not seen enough of the children since the summer holidays, it was lovely to have them to stay. My word, they do get a lot of homework, though I suppose the things listed were for the week. I spent most time with young Gus, who knows letter sounds but isn’t great at stringing them into words, and we got on pretty well. He did work hard, though was clearly not very confident.
I delivered them back to their mother and stayed for a cup of tea, then dropped in on Ro and Dora on the way home, to deliver a present to them. Zain, Ro’s friend from university and best man at his wedding, read a post of mine on Facebook, where I linked to a tea advent calendar being sold by Fortnum’s. No, I didn’t buy it – but Zain read the post and sent me a (considerably less expensive, I trust) one, and a second for Ro. My daughter was highly dismayed and thought one of the three of my children should have taken up the suggestion – which wasn’t a hint, just a chuckle, though I adore different teas and, at a fifth of the price, might have succumbed to temptation. Clearly not at £125, though. Anyway, Zain is lovely and has long been adopted as my fourth son. He probably has no idea of this.
It was a pretty miserable journey home through heavy rain, but there were no delays and I have – after cooking monkfish and roasted vegetables for dinner – been reading the papers. No television, not even music tonight, though I’ve been listening to music most nights of late. Just peace and warmth in front of the fire with my little cat.
I’m really looking forward to 1st December, when I can start drinking this lovely tea. There are some splendid-sounding flavours.