This week has been quite a tedious one. Not helped by the weather meaning things have been cancelled. More places are under local Covid restrictions (basically most of the north and some of the midlands). University students in some places are under isolation orders due to lots of positive cases and campus parties in the news. And unsurprisingly after being pretty lax with social distancing and mask wearing, Trump tested positive only weeks before US elections.
Here’s our week 40 of Project 52.
Unsurprisingly didn’t do anything on Sunday. Cleaned the house, and put all the crisp packets I’ve been saving since lockdown into a box. School usually collects them for recycling and fundraising, so I’m hoping they’ll still be able to take them if they’re boxed up.
Monday was back to school and work. Work was busy this week with lots of meetings and forecasting kicking off. I’m also due to redo my health and safety training before next week, but I’ve not had chance and now cutting it fine to complete it in time.
Tuesday was another similar day. Not much going on. I had been told the aga service man was coming, but he didn’t turn up. Our aga won’t turn on, so really needs a service, and we’d usually have had it done by now. N came home from school with a bump on the lip due to being caught by a friend’s tennis racket.
It turned out I was told the wrong day. Aga men came on Wednesday so I had to set up my ‘mini office’ in the living room. It worked ok for the couple of hours, but then taking my laptop stand back into the kitchen after they’d gone, I bumped it into a door, denting it. So now it’s lopsided. Frustrating. It’s been so nice to have a warm kitchen again, and a preheated oven plus somewhere to keep food warm. I love the electric oven for roast potatoes and yorkshire puddings, but you can’t beat the Aga for everything else (including drying clothes fast.
Tennis individual lesson was cancelled due to the never-ending rain.
On Thursday I had to nip out to the post office to stock up on some nice birthday cards. I have a huge stash in our bureau but none are really suitable for family members or men. One found for the father in law. It’s been milestone birthdays for 4 of the men in the family this year, and only 1 got his in before lockdown restrictions. Maybe they’ll end up doing big dos post Covid instead. As it’s my birthday soon, N’s been asking for tips to tell the OH. So not sure what I’ll be getting. I’m also starting to think about Christmas presents.
Friday was yet another wet day. N still managed to get in PE hockey lesson at school. They’re doing it twice a week at the moment and he’s loving it. Just a shame I hadn’t managed to get him to go to hockey club in town like so many of his school friends did. A friend’s husband involved with hockey saw N with a golf club age 2.5 years and said ‘get him in hockey’ but he’s never wanted to. Now it would clash with tennis anyway, but it’s great he’s found a team sport he enjoys at school. He says the teacher is pleased with the way he plays too ‘quiet but thoughtful’.
N also came home having been awarded Prefect for his class. Usually they only have 2 from Y5 and Y6, but this year the teachers have chosen one from each class, so N is the one from Class 4 (along with the one from last year who stands again because she only got half a year). It’s nice that’s he’s been recognised as being a good representative of the school values, fore behaviour and enthusiasm. I’m pleased for him, because he never wants to put himself forwards when they have to do speeches and voting, so hopefully he’ll make the most of the opportunity.
Tennis training was rained off again. Instead we tried a different fish and chip shop. I phoned to order and then collected. Still needed to queue up. I don’t think it deserved N’s raving about the chips compared to our usual place in town, the fishcake was the same, they said the scampi was good. It was about £2 cheaper, same distance to drive. Next time they can have fish and chips, and I’ll order a curry for me from the indian restaurant across the square.
Saturday was a boring day, not helped by it chucking down with rain all day. N moaned he was bored which is unusual, but he didn’t want to play games. In the afternoon he did clear the table and we played some table tennis which was fun and got the heart rate up. If we ever did up the garden, I’d have an undercover area next to a terrace with space for a table tennis table.
This week’s photo was one evening when N was chilling out playing Farming Simulator.*
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