Vindication

You know when you've told a child THREE.BILLION.TIMES. not to do X because Y will happen, and then they do X anyway and Y happens?

Well, that.

And that is after one of the most disastrous school runs ever, leading to a visit to the Head ('she says I have to do what you want most of the time and only what I want some of the time') and there are still TWO MORE DAYS at school next week.

The positives from this is that there is a slim chance that the children might learn something from this, and that at last we will be replacing the shit imitation falling out of the ceiling ugly lamp thing that was in the house when we moved in. Oh and up until 6pm I was planning on blipping a photo of the matching bald spots of Italian Recycling Man and his dad taken from two stories up in the mall.