Tesco bags, superglue and kings, kings, kings.

Blog 22/6/12

Highlights of the last couple of days:
Guy with a Tesco bag on his head to protect his dreads from the rain! Genius.

One of my staff super gluing her own hand. Ha!

Purchasing Tori Amos tickets for her October tour, avec orchestra. *giddiness*

Ahhhhhhhh, the lift has been fixed, just in time for me to leave the building with my case and venture up North for the weekend. It's freakin' ridiculous. It's been 2 weeks and whilst it's annoying and slightly tiring for me, imagine the poor pregnant woman on the seventh floor. I bet she's been having a lovely time of late. Not to mention all the kids and families. Nightmare. Anyhoo, they finally got off their arse and fixed it, but not without pissing off every resident in the building. There's talks of a reduce in maintenance fees and such, but who knows.

Now if things could just stop breaking that would be fab!

Oh, I've also finally reached the bottom of my washing basket (dusty bin). Whoop. God that stuff must have been there for a good month, if not 5 weeks. Nice.

Been teaching my kids about South America this week and the last two days we did about the Rainforest. We talked about camouflage and defense mechanisms for animals, such as the brightly coloured poison dart frogs. We had a blast and all the children were going home talking about the frogs. "We can't eat them because they will make us sick!" "Stop. Don't eat me!" It's so nice when you realise they've taken something in, they've listened to you and understand a concept. Plus it's the rainforest, so it's well exciting!

Today I taught them about South American landmarks and we made our own Easter Island statues out of play dough. They were awesome! And then we proceeded to draw pictures of various animals to place on our Rainforest display board. We just chatted and shared ideas and drew pictures and had a blast. Now that is a day at work that I like. Just being with my kids and teaching and chatting. They really are amazing, my little flock.

Anyhoo, enough niceness, it's enough to have you vomiting.

Nasty tube journey this morning. It was rammed from Kentish Town to Kings Cross. It was literally elbow in cheek bone, shoulder in nose, someone pressed up against one side, another person on the other. Everyone was really tall, it was like a jungle of limbs. At one point I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I couldn't even see a patch of space. Everything was closing up around me and my panic button was hit. Luckily at the next stop, a couple of people got off and I was able to rearrange enough to have a small patch of emptiness. It didn't last long, invaded by another set of limbs, another head, someone else sucking my oxygen.

I've never been so relieved to leave a tube before. And then randomly, the Piccadilly line was deserted in comparison. Which never happens. What a pleasant surprise. I probably could have done a cartwheel in there without kicking too many people in the face. But, I will report that I didn't.

Oooo, almost finished second book of Game of Thrones: A clash of Kings. Another brick to carry around (which could explain my sore wrist, though it could be lifting too many heavy children.) but legendary. Some of the characters are just so real, you can taste their victory, feel their defeat. I should finish it this weekend and have even brought book three with me so I can continue straight on. Muhahahahahaha. It's quite funny because I know what's happening and A doesn't. We watched the first series and then I started reading the books but we ain't seen season 2 yet. So he has no idea. He he.

Busy train journey back but got there in one piece. Some guy locked himself in the bathroom for like an hour and in the end the train manager had to come and bash on the door. I didn't catch everything but I think he could smell pot. Rebels on the virgin trains. Never a dull moment, especially when you're going up north.

Well, I'm looking forward to lunch with my ladies, Char and Nic. Hopefully no more announcements, I'm not sure I can cope with any more pregnancies or marriages. Ha ha. There's six mums at work that are pregnant. I'm definitely avoiding that chair.

Have a wet and windy weekend and COME ON ENGLAND tomorrow night, though in advance, my apologies as I'll be on my train home. Although, I am in first class, so I'll have free wi-fi, so maybe I'll be able to live stream it or something???? Hmmmmm. The possibilities.

Have a good one.