Mike's musings

Ballet time

(backposting) Great to catch up with Richard and Avrina (currently back from Afghanistan) while the girls did their ballet. I was due to head off to Australia tomorrow, and it's a real joy not to be going. It does mean that I'll have to go back later, but for now, I'm with the kids. And Moo.

Labels: ballet

Haverhill and Gosfield

(backposting) Haverhill: I went there to pick up some dry-cleaning, but popped into the church there, where I was delighted to run into my good friend Janice, the curate and a Newfy owner. Had a good chat, and then headed off to meet everyone else at Freeport.

On getting back home after lunch, I went to the first hour or so of Geoff's leaving do. He's moving on from being incumbent at Gosfield and Greenstead Green. He's been a wise counsel and friend, and I'll miss him. I think he's going on to fresh challenges which will suit him well.

Tonight was the last of Jo's ballet shows this year, and Moo was planning to watch it from the front, but Mel wasn't feeling great, so Moo managed the dressing room again while Kate and Mac watched from the front. I had to stay at home and look after Miri, so wasn't really available to help out. Luckily, there's a DVD, so Moo can watch at her leisure.

In fact, I went to bed not long after Miri, and was in bed by 0850 (though I comforted myself with the knowledge that the same time will be 0950 tomorrow, as the clocks go forward tonight).

Labels: ballet, sleep

Jo's show

(backposting) Jo's show tonight, so I needed to get back in good time, as we weren't expecting Kate and Mac (my parents-in-law) until after Moo was due to take Jo off to Halstead. I managed to get away OK, although, in the end, K & M arrived only 5-10 minutes after me.

Miri was a darling, and went to bed very well, and I had a lovely meal with Kate and Mac. Moo and Jo didn't get back till around 1045, and Jo was completely shattered. She actually fell asleep as she undid her seatbelt: I've never seen anything like it!

Labels: ballet, Jo

Rugby, ballet, rugby

I was a good godfather this morning, and went to Morg's very first rugby tournament, at which he was playing for his school. He played in all four games, and although they didn't win any of them, they were the B team, and all a year or so younger than their opponents. A number of games were lost mainly on speed and size. Anyway, I shouted loudly, and was proud of my godson.

In the afternoon, it was the dress rehearsal (paid, though - for charity) for Jo's ballet show. The extra year since the last one really showed, and she was much more convincing than last time. She was a Tellytubby, a pixie, a Victorian urchin, a pearly queen, did a tap thing, and was part of a "going to Barbados" swimming costume thingy. I had Miri in the audience, and sent Moo texts throughout, some of which she felt able to read out to the other mums and parents backstage.

And now we're watching the rugby. England are 7-9 down to France at the moment.

Labels: ballet, rugby