My son has finished his GCSE’s. WOOHOO
My daughter’s leg is bending and straightening and she’s beginning to walk without the crutches which is great
My other son has come back from watching a football match in France in one piece!
My cat has returned from the vet with not too much damage to his nose in the cat fight
Tim Peake landed safely
I am fully confident that we will come to our senses and vote REMAIN
My latest stress is purely indulgent and so now that I can slightly relax and get on with the job of planning my trip to Glastonbury!!! I’m going to Glastonbury. I cannot believe I have made it to this age without having been before and now I am in training for the four day extravaganza in ways I wasn’t expecting. I am practicing not to have to go to the loo in the night because I’m not sure where I have to go when I’m in a camp site or how that will work. I am wondering how I’m going to get from A to B when the distances are huge and I’m a bit too old to manage. I am wondering how I’m going to cope with the noise levels ALL NIGHT. Do I need ear plugs? Eye mask? What will I think of the mud? What do I do if I lose my friends? Will I get lost for literally three days? Who will talk to me when they will think that a mother is on the search for her wayward child? How will I cope with the mud? Is it really SMELLY? I thought Hyde Park mud was smelly and there are not even any cows that live there normally so how much smellier is cow mud going to be?
I am having a bit of a trauma. Not going to lie.
I have made a list. It reminds me of a list my friend’s son made years ago which was titled:-
THINGS I NEED FOR READING…and his grandmother thought it was so cute that her grandson needed a torch and sleeping bag and tent et al in order to simply read books…my children have laughed at my Glastonbury list and can’t imagine that I’m going to last any more than a day if it rains. They could well be right.