8.10 am Girl1 was in a rush, finding tights and shoes and other necessities. Girl2 was on my bed, full of excitement about tomorrow’s sports day- her last in primary school, so they get to go in fancy dress. Each class have chosen music to be playing while they compete. She tried to describe her tune, but there was too big a gap in my knowledge. She found a gadget to play it. We danced and sang and bopped in and around the bed.
8.13am Girl1 paused in her dashing, just long enough to roll her eyes. Mothers and little sisters are so embarrassing.
8.15 Chances of sleep have gone. Time to get up and
veg in front of the laptop with coffee deal with all the lists my darlings have left for me…
once there was a boy- a repost
He came into my life and nothing was ever the same.
I was no longer the only one.
He’s calm and measured; I flap and over-react.
He’s energetic and determined.
He’ll always find his way.
He makes me laugh.
He’s not lost for words.
He’s the sporty, geeky, musical one.
He was a trend setter.
He wore the tshirt.
Now, he likes Noel Gallagher. Middle age comes to us all.
He does dad dancing now.
Happy Birthday, the Brother.
Tim Minchin’s White Wine in the Sun critiques the western commercial Christmas and religious institutions, but captures beautifully the potential warmth, caring and community of the holiday. It will never be everyone’s favourite, but I go all sniffly and gooey when I hear it.
I’ve never come across a more joyful version of Joy to the World than that by the Supremes. I sing along loudly, conduct passing strangers and fancy myself as Diana Ross. I have stop- no moping about, reading or boring housework when this comes on. Drop all and join me.
The long term reader may remember that I am a fan of Tracey Thorn. Her Christmas album Tinsel and Lights is fabulous- any track will do. Oh to have a voice like that.
There always has to be room for fun and irreverence. Did you know about the reindeer Joey and Chandler? Or Jesus the reindeer? This song has livened up a few journeys recently.
Whatever is going on in your world, no matter how different this holiday time is from those gone before, find the things you can enjoy, and hold on tight to them. If singing loudly works for you, then deafen us all. Warm thoughts and virtual hugs all round.
Merry Christmas one and all.
Spurs Fan has driven Girl1 to the county development squad for Gaelic football. She and her friends get specialist coaching, a new jersey and a chance to represent County Down in Under 13 games. Spurs Fan spends the time catching up on work related reading.
Girl2 is preparing for the selection tests for transfer to secondary school. She is calm/ content/ hyper/ tearful/ anxious/ cross/ cheerful. The delights of our local system mean that she will be tested on four Saturday mornings in November. There is a lot of work to do. None of us enjoy this.
We’ve had dry sunny weekends recently. We have not been to the caravan. We have been doing all the other things that families do (dancing, working, running, soccer, sleeping, socialising). While all that activity is going on, I spend Sunday morning with Cerys on 6music. Unpredictable, melodic, always interesting.
If you need a little variety in your listening, if you miss the wilderness, if you have dull work to be doing, find Cerys.
Just because it fits…