I left earlyish this morning for a three-and-a-half-hour training morning which is compulsory every three years to renew my teachers registration. It was great to be out without the kids, and I even bumped into Lisa, who I recognised but couldn't place at first. We were at uni five years ago studying to be teachers! She's also at home with two small children.
So, I had two and a half hours to kill before my staff meeting. I decided to go to The Parade in Norwood, our old stomping ground before we got married and moved to the hills to have children. I spent most of the time in a bookshop. My plan had been to go to a coffee shop with my journal but the bookshop was even better. I found books for the children for Christmas (an educational activity book for Tas, a Thomas-the-Tank Engine book for Angus) AND a book to teach me crochet. It took ages to decide...another prettier book had instructions for granny squares in it, but I "maturely" decided it was more important to master the stitches first and not judge a book by its cover! I also found a Dummies book for the latest version of my exact camera model (Canon 500d) which I'm going to look for on Amazon. There were a few others in the art section that caught my eye but we have to stop somewhere...
There's more. After the staff meeting I wasn't ready to go home so I popped round to visit Manda and baby Delilah. I had decided to go to a local cafe to have dinner BY MYSELF! to complete my solo day but Manda and Mike were keen to join me. Fantastic! So we went to a local pub we love and had a wonderful night. I was home by 8.15 in time to watch Spooks with my honey. Who was very good about leaving him alone with the kids all day.
2 comments:
What a fun day. What would you like to crochet? Loved the pictures on Sunday of you at your desk. One of the to do things on my list was to do my Northern Territory photo album - haven't touched it. Maybe tonight will be a good start
Would love to do a granny square rug. You'll enjoy making your album as it brings all the memories of the trip back.
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