I remember reading about an Australian newsreader, who wore the same jacket for a year (I hope he got it dry-cleaned from time to time) and nobody noticed, while his female colleague had to put up with endless comments on everything she wore, and presumably had to spend (waste?) time every morning checking on her outfit, and remembering when she had last worn that top/blouse/jersey.
The male teachers at work seem to follow a similar principle - same trousers, just keep changing the shirt, and occasionally the jumper. S'not fair!
I've been eyeing up getting some leggings for a year or so (let it never be said that I am a hasty, impetuous sort of person).
On Monday, I went to Marks and Spencers, tried on some leggings, and they were so comfortable that I bought two pairs!
I've also been eyeing up a new pair of Hotter boots in the catalogues for a couple of months... On Monday I went and tried them on, and they were so comfortable I bought the red suede ones! But only one pair. (I had a pair of red suede boots when I was expecting number one son, and sore them into holes. These new ones are almost identical, and give me just as much pleasure as the boots I had all those years ago.)
Then, on the way back to the car park, we passed SeaSalt. I've been wondering about those stripy tops for ages, and it would be nice to have some new tops to wear with the new leggings.
I bought three!
They are all reversible. So, when I pull them over my head to get undressed at the end of the day, and they go inside-out, they are all ready to put on the next morning!
Oh the ease of getting dressed for work - a pair of leggings and a top and my new red boots. Perfect!
Wednesday, 20 September 2017
Thursday, 14 September 2017
The newly-formed school choir that I run in the last half-hour of the school day is unexpectedly popular.
"What are you missing in class to be here?" I asked. Silly question?
"Lessons," came the gleeful answer from two dozen children, girls and boys, aged 7 to 11 years old.
I'd dearly love to keep a certain boy - what shall we call him? - 'Liam' - (I'm not teaching any 'Liams' anywhere, as far as I know, so that should be a safe alias) - anyway, I'd love to keep him in choir, but he is pushing his luck. He's an active little soul. Actually, he is not little, he is rather well-grown for his age (7), appears to have elastic arms that fling about at random, and he constantly talks and makes random noises
"wheee" "look at this" "zoom"
or else reads the words out loud while I am speaking or echoes everything I say....
So I moved him away from anyone who would encourage him, admonished him, gave him my killer look
"oooh, she's looking at me" 'Liam' squeaks.
Now I've got him standing next to a serious, well-behaved older girl.
She gives him the killer look and snaps "Be quiet, 'Liam' ".
And 'Liam' is so surprised that he behaves impeccably for the rest of choir.
That girl will go far.