Wednesday, 11 March 2009

You can call me Mrs Busy

Even with my broken neck. (Weeeell, it feels like it!) I was a parent helper on Anna's school trip to Murphys Bush. I have to say my little group was very well behaved. Maybe they sensed I can be a grumpy parent helper, and probably because Anna has given them the heads up on her mother's short fuse. And what is it about school trips that makes you come home and need a strong cup of tea and a good lie down?
Seriously I do not know how teachers do it. They can't be paid enough so it must be a vocation!

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