Holiday Table...

You know the holidays are here when the table looks like this after lunch: The evidence is stacking up:

1. There are only three plates so it isn't the weekend, but...


2. There are archaeology books on the table (our new town newsletter contains news of prehistoric remains found in the field next to the school, so we are checking the contents of our newly-dug trench to see if we have any remains ourselves.)


3. Mum has bought a rare bottle of Coke to share.


4. There are insect books on the table (Son 1 was terrified by a huge waspy-thing which Mum reluctantly killed for him, and then we looked it up... it was a wood wasp... not a stinging one... won't kill one again...)


5. There are geological and archaeological samples from the trench on the corners of the table (Mum being over-relaxed?) and a test slate to check if the big white lump of stone was, indeed, chalk. And yes, it was!
   

So the holidays are here (I'm down to about one lesson per day) and the boys have been off school a few days - longer in the case of Son 1, who has had an operation to remove some lumps of bone from his knee, and played in last night's end of year piano concert with his leg in a substantial brace - can you see it? He's doing well now and can't wait to be mobile and allowed in the pool again!Here's a photo of Son 2 being obscured by the concert organiser! He played much later into the night - it's always a lovely, relaxed, late-night affair, where you can watch the swallows being replaced by the bats as the evening wears on.

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Here's to the holidays!