The Sun and my son were bright and shining at 7am this morning but neither had the warmth their appearance promised! I started the day in a really good mood but then homeschooling began!
9am Fabian begged not to do Joe Wicks’ workout which I agreed to if we played football in the garden later (never happened) Cracking on with spellings all was well only one silly mistake out of twelve. Then we moved onto a bit of English a few money sums but then I made the mistake of letting him out to play for 15 mins, now I don’t know what happened while he was out there but the spawn of Satan returned in his place! He only had to write his diary and draw a diagram of a castle that’s all I had planned but wtf happened I will never understand he just said NO, I never have and never will take crap off my children so this wasn’t going to end well for him and it didn’t but it took 3.5 hours of alternate screeching and stand offs before he caved and did it. At one point he threatened suicide, his chosen method was starving himself by not eating his lunch, he faked his death twice but got back up when offered a club biscuit. He told me he was packing and leaving so iPad under his arm he marched out the door, he was back by the count of three and said he didn’t get far because he’s not allowed to leave the garden! Once he had calmed down he sat on the sofa and slept for an hour, they say tiredness can kill but I’m not sure which one of us will snuff it first if we have another day like that!
Millie was a superstar today, she kept me topped up with coffee and made lunch for us while I dealt with Eddie Munster’s antics. I moan about her being lazy and slow but I’ve never ever had a tantrum from her, she’s never threatened to leave home and certainly not been rude to me, she has the kindest most placid nature which begs the question………who the hell does she take after??
Boring old toast for breakfast, tomato soup for lunch and chicken pie, mash and veg for dinner. I also made a bread pudding to use up an old loaf, it smelt amazing but sorry I can’t think of anything worse than a pudding made out of soggy old bread and dead flies, most of it disappeared pretty fast so it can’t have been too bad. Bacon and onion pudding tomorrow, I am loving having time to cook again, since I’ve had the shop I’ve had so little time cooking meals has been a chore but I’m gradually getting my mojo back.
Got my first batch of flowers since this started, my friend picked them up from Sidcup, it’s a relief to have them as I’ve now got three funerals for next week and between the Dutch markets running on a skeleton crew and nearly all southeast wholesalers closed getting flowers is getting very difficult but these are now safe in the chiller ready for me to slice and dice them!
I managed two mins of watching the news updates but after the 500+ new deaths report I turned it over, I’m not even watching soaps because I don’t want things that make you feel rubbish there’s enough of that going on in real life now. The Great British Menu and Masterchef were great as always they fill me with inspiration of things I will never have the patience or skill to cook. Millie and I watched “I Tonya” on Netflix, it was surprisingly good so if your bored it’s worth a go.
Threat of frost meant I had to go and rescue some trays of plant from the garden but the min I opened the door two bloody cats escaped, now I’m going to bed with the door open so they can get back in, cats really are arseholes!
Life but not as we know it 