What a Fortnight!

Mr T has just come back from a fortnight away on the other side of the World on business.

My view right now:

Some parents need lots of “me time”, I don’t, my time with my kids feels so precious while they’re so young and still want to be with us, but when I do feel a bit frazzled, a bubble bath that’s far too hot for a child to join me in is enough time to reinvigorate this Mama. A simple pleasure. I’m usually joined within 10 minutes but I’m hoping as Daddy has just come back from two weeks away, having brought Thing 1 his first Lego Technics kit, I might get a long soak.

Strange how much the World can change in two short weeks. I took The Boy out of school for a few days because I wasn’t happy at how he was being supported, in fact we were really unhappy with how his behaviour was being managed and it was a big push towards home education for us. We particularly had a problem with lunchtime, the lack of supervision seemed to be the main problem. After a good meeting with the Head and an agreement for more support at lunchtime, among other things, he’s gone back and is really happy. There’s only 3 and a half weeks left of year 1 so we will reassess then. My heart says he should learn at home with the support of local home ed groups.

I haven’t been as tired as I was this week for a long time, those couple of hours I normally get to sleep at the start of the night while Mr T watches Herself makes such a difference. Then the hour in the morning that he takes her downstairs when she wakes at 6am (if lucky).

It’s also been a lot of fun, too, we went on a Haven holiday to Pagham (won’t be rushing back) with Granny, we drove down to Littlehampton thanks to a recommendation from a friend and that was lovely.

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Fish and Chips followed by ice cream but the sea

Thing 1 was a fantastic dragon in his class assembly, Thing 2 rode her trike in the Move programme school sports day and went on a school trip out on a boat on Hawley Lake.

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Our friendly dragon

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Crabbing at Littlehampton

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Oh we do like to be beside the seaside

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In the arcades without Daddy

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Willow getting her certificate for participating in the sports day

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Boating with school on Hawley Lake

Then, yesterday just topped the scales in our country voting to leave the European Union. I honestly worry now for our country, for the Union. I worry for what is going to happen to the NHS. I worry at how many of my fellow countrymen and women believed the lies and hype of a few vile men over the advice of leading intelligence, scientists,  geniuses, humanitarians, I could go on. So many of my own extended and some close family posting on Facebook that they voted because they’re “sick of them coming over here taking our jobs” and the like. I’m beyond gutted that our country is so full of xenophobic, racist, bigoted folk.

It isn’t a coincidence, I don’t think, that in areas where over 50% of the people are degree educated or higher, it was a vote to remain a part of the EU. And in areas where there are highest levels of the non-working classes, of the 50 highest, only 3 voted to remain, 4 choose to leave. I’m fairly sure you have The Sun newspaper to thank for that. How did Liverpool vote, a city who have shunned The Sun for years yet also have a large number of unemployed? Oh, look, they voted to remain! Coincidence? This meme might help:

An old quote from Rupert Murdoch emerged during the campaign:

I once asked Rupert Murdoch why he was so opposed to the European Union. ‘That’s easy,’ he replied. ‘When I go into Downing Street they do what I say; when I go to Brussels they take no notice.’

Hold on to your pants, folks, we are about to have a rocky ride. This is the end of Great Britain as we know it, those who know it are in mourning, those who don’t do not realised what they have done.

I can’t stand to be a part of the social network that brings me close to so many who clearly chose to leave, many in my own family, I don’t want to see it on my timeline, I don’t want to unwittingly see the face of the vile creature that is Nigel Farage.

I’m happy that our area choose to remain and proud of Scotland who unanimously voted to remain, next step referendum for independence for Scotland, maybe need to look at moving North of the border!

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