No more disasters....

That's true, I have tried to limit on disasters. The box of hundreds and thousands is still in the same place, but at least, I have not baked anything (burnt anything?!) so no risk is lands in the roast chicken....
Last few weeks have been busy (crazy?) for a change... TinkerBell just spent a day in her future new school (I love it Mummy, it's great). Yes, darling, I was sure you would. And as the deputy head (not so) tactfully put it to me - don't worry, she will have a great day today; and a brilliant time when she joins next year, the difference is that you'll pay for it.
Thanks for the reminder... I had nearly forgotten about that nice little letter, addressed to Mrs only (why do they assume that Mr does not pay?!), at the beginning of every term. Can't wait they finish their studies. Wonder what they will do. Anything. As long as they don't decide to go in a convent (mind you TinkerBell won't last 2 min!!)
FilleAinee has been worried about everything - as usual - from friendship in the classroom to hunger in Africa, where the polar bears will live if there is no ice left for them, why the wind is blowing so madly at the mo (that's an easy one - how on earth would the ground be swept otherwise?).... a great book by the way for worried children: the Huge Bag of Worries. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Huge-Bag-Worries-Virginia-Ironside/dp/0340903171/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1259095906&sr=8-1
Even if your children don't worry about anything - it's worth reading and then next time you get worried, think about the bag! (I do)
Also had a brilliant birthday in Barcelona - best cake ever, followed by best paella ever (and yes, it was at work, it's not like CheezyHubby took me on a mistery trip!). Found a recipe that might match the cake (that's obviously not taking into account the cook - a bit of improvement in baking skills might be required!). It's in French though, so will try it, translate it and post it if it ever comes to anything edible!
More about work? Went to an evening at Westminster, dinners with MPs:
- Mummy, what are MPs?
- People who work at Big Ben, well close to it, it's called Westminster, and they work with Gordon Brown
- Do you know Gordon Brown, have you spoken to him?
Followed a discussion on who I should not behave (thanks girls for the confidence): don't do a Bridget Jones, mummy, like when she said - and I would like to introduce you to Mr, ..., Mr,... Titspatrick - Fitzpatrick, because that's his name. Great. I managed not to do that. Brilliant references for a 6 and 9 year olds. Note to self: review what DVD they watch (thought they were still on Finding Nemo. They clearly found Bridget...).

Anyway - enough for now! Need to go and trial that recipe and make a Victorian Maid outfit for TinkerBell's Christmas play... what was wrong with a Father Christmas outfit or a little Lamb outfit? or a Present outfit??? simply, they would not keep mummies busy for long enough...