Day two all is calm

So another gloriously sunny day has dawned and I feel great! Again no screaming, no school run blighted with the hideous traffic in Yalding or farmer fuckwit clogging up the roads at rush hour with his 5 mile top speed chuffing tractor to start my day badly just coffee and toast and birdsong! In fact I felt so good I thought I’d have a crack at Joe Wicks workout but I was nearly beaten to death by my own tits so tomorrow I will try it with a bra on!

First day of home schooling started at 10am sharp and Fabians first choice was art so out came the freshly purchased sketch book and he drew a cracking self portrait and picture of Lola which looked like a robot dog as every line was straight so I told him about the law of sausages which made him laugh but he got it and by the end he had something that resembled a dog…..that unfortunately had been run over but it’s a start! Next was spellings with a fantastic 10 out 10 and for English he wrote the first page of his corona diary, I’m not going to lie I found it a bit moving I asked him to put what he had done and how he felt he said he was worried his family would get it because his dad worked in hospitals…..gulp back tears!! Half an hour of maths and it was time for a walk with the pooches.

Thank god we live in the countryside my heart goes out to all the family’s in isolation in towns especially those with no outside spaces, we walked around the farm for an hour and never a chance of seeing another living soul, keen to make the most of this precious time i spent our walk teaching Fabe the types of wild flowers that are springing into life, I had a magical childhood spending time on Bluebell hill with my Aunty Joy who taught me so much about nature, she would take me onto the common at night to see the glow worms and listen to the owls, from the top of the chalk cliffs the lights in the villages used to twinkle and I thought it was fairy land little did I know it was the grot holes of Eccles and Aylesford sometimes she would wake me up at dawn to see the birds getting up and the dew draped cobwebs she loved the countryside but sadly she passed away when I was nine but they were lessons for life and ones I’m keen to pass on.

Back for lunch and tasked Millie with rehydrating the chicken I had desiccated last night, it’s amazing what a bit of mayo and plenty of butter does!

Thought a bit of gardening was in order to make the most of the weather and get ready for the delivery of seeds I’ve ordered including some snazzy looking Penis Melons and penis chilli seeds… yes they are a thing!! my oldest friend Hannah tipped me off knowing they would appeal to my sense of humour (when I say oldest she’s not ancient or anything we just went to every school together from playgroup upwards until she outsmarted me and went to uni while I joined the carrot crunchers at Hadlow college)

The afternoon schooling session focused on Fabians castle project this rapidly fell apart when he was trying to tell me about Willy Conker invading England….this will be haunting him forever now as I will add it to his list of Fabianism’s I may we’ll publish a book of them he’s such a little legend.

Lamb stew went down a storm and now got a pork shoulder in the slow cooker overnight so looking forward to the smell of pulled pork in the morning (dear god that sounds all shades of wrong)

So much for rationing I’ve just had a snackccident with a packet of peanut cookies, I just kept dunking until I ran out of tea I think I better head for bed before I eat anything else!

Let’s see what tomorrow brings!