Rosebud

I am watching Andy Murray battling away as I type this - it's been a while since it's been so nerve-wracking!
A usual exhausting Wednesday today. Miss L had a doctor's appointment first thing which was a bit pointless but I did get a prescription for bread for her. It was quite odd talking to the doctor about different brands of bread and how many loaves Miss L is entitled to!
And I think it'll be even stranger to go and pick up bread from the chemist!!
The afternoon has been one long shout-fest. From the minute I got to school to pick up Miss E to the minute - just now - when they finally went quiet in their rooms.
I sound like a fishwife sometimes.
And I wonder why they're so shouty.
Sigh.

Yay, Andy Murray's just won!
Miss E had snuck out for a cuddle and finally tell me a little bit about her afternoon in her new Year 1 classroom with her new teacher.
Not annoying timing at all!
She was very excited about "our man" winning. She was asking constantly which one is "our man", has he won a point, a game, a set or the whole thing? Why did he hit the ball into the net? What's wrong Mummy? every time I gasped or sighed in exasperation.
It took me back to my childhood in this very village probably asking my mum the very same questions!
I've signed Miss E up for some half day tennis camps in the holidays. Just think in fifteen years time we might be watching her win at Wimbledon.....