Home again

It's nice to be home - especially as nanny A came round while we were away & tidied it all up for us;-)

The week in London went remarkably well - Mstr A & my mother got on quite well, with no arguments or even uneccesary dicipline from my mum. Mstr A still did some of the things that drove her so wild last yera, but either:

• she's mellowed,
• she's accepted he's a boy and sometimes they are boisterous,
• she's accepted that he's not "normal" and perhps her version of discipline won't work too well, or
• she's just got deafer and more self absorbed & didn't notice so much.

I don't know which one, or if it was a combination, but it was a well behaved and quiet week all round.

We went off to a music session on Thursday morning. Open to 2-6 year olds, there was a guitarists/singer & a drummer, who tried to encourage the kids to sing a bit, play a bit, learn a bit etc. Mstr A was entranced, and was right at the front as soon as it started, being the first to volunteer to assist the leader, the loudest at answering questions, and the most exuberant dancer. I'm starting to revise my posible Asberger diagnosis, as that doesn't fit at all. Asbie kids rarely join in & never put themselves forwards to demonstrate a new thing. They are too concerned about what others will think. Mstr A seemed to be completely oblivious that the other children were there, and behaved as though the whole thing was just him and the leader - doing the bits he wanted as loudly and continously as he wanted, then, when they danced the conga (which he wasn't interested in) he just sat on the floor and played with some bells, oblivious to the other children trampling all around him!

The girls both loved it too. LMB adores the musicians at re-enactment and just assumed this was an extension of that, and LMD copies everything that Mstr A does:-) Cousin G wasn't so keen, and hid in her mummy's lap for ages before finally being convinced to sit with LMB, which is weird really as she goes to nursery every day, and always takes the lead when she and LMB are playing.

We went to a few other places. the only interesting one was my BiL's birthday party on Saturday night. Aggie wasn't feeling very sociable cos of his psoriasis, plus he doesn't get the whole london drugs scene, so i went on my own. It was nice to get out and just be me for a night without worrying at all - I knew Aggie could cope however horrible they were:-) It was amazing to see so many people I left behind half a lifetime ago. All still doing the same things, although mostly with different partners;-) I had a good moan to my sister about life, and she agreed it was unfair:-) I watched too many people pass out and heard about how many of the old "gang" were now dead. Most are in their early 40's!! I remembered how easy it is to get hold of expensive drugs in London, and how often they are passsed around - and baffled everyone by saying that when we moved to Weston 5 years ago we never bothered to find a dealer, so couldn't get anything anymore even if we wanted. This naturally resulted in a flurry of offers:-) But I have to say for them, there was never any pressure, not then and not now, when I refused. I'm not morally against most of the drugs being handed out there, but i had to get up early to take my mother to a car boot sale, I had to drive home, and I had to be responsible for three kids. And the party was dominated by the death of F a couple of weeks ago. She weighed less than 5 stone when she died at 41 years old. T died a few years ago, from an OD. he wasn't even found for three weeks. He was 36. They nearly all have kids with partners that they never see, except for the ones that have kids they never see. It was all a bit sad and false when I was 17. Now it's just depressing watching them all! It was a good reminder of why i dislike London so much, and really don't want to bring my kids up there. I still don't understand why so many people do!