La Maison Etre with Dr VE Mantraps, MD *

Double tragedy in school today. The tragi-comic event of the first part was when my nose and lip came into sudden unexpected running contact with the shed that has deviously lain in wait for me for 3 years in the corner of the playground. Both affected areas bled copiously and I got a 'Head Bump Note'. 

The tragedy of the second part was buried in an official letter from the Headmistress. She said that the latest fad in toys and swapping (Lego Ninjago Spinners) has led to much angst which is eating into learning time as the staff have to sort out the howling rival collectors and undo the swaps they've made. Thus Spinners are banned under pain of confiscation. The previous 'Fad' (Moshi Monsters) was a year or so ago, I guess there's an annual merry-go-round of like and dislike.

The job of the day was to remove the small freezer and leave it to defrost outside with the destroyed wardrobe, rusty BBQ and elderly electric blanket in readiness for the tip trip this weekend. We have an eclectic range of tippable items and will add to it from Erin and Ben's houses. Our house is gradually emptying (although it's filling up with packing boxes) and we might be gone within a month.

So after a sandwich we hit the park and were joined presently by Ben and the JBs. The Mummies sat on bright pink packing foam which clashed with the red benches but kept their botties warm, at least, almost worth the fashion faux pas. We swung and chased and had light sabre fights and combined all. Briefly we played 'Too much beer/wee up against a tree/falling down' with some random 2 year-old. We swapped shoes a bit and ate unexpected food. I have decided I don't like Jaffa cakes, didn't think that was possible but there you are.
* Dr VER Mantraps MD was a mnemonic taught at my kiddie school (Edge Grove Preparatory, Watford) in the seventies to help you determine etre or avoir as auxiliary verbs in the perfect tense. O the joys of French irregular grammar