There was a special rhythm to the chant... Ti-deeeYup! Time......
After this they were supposed to all sit quietly on the carpet and listen to a story before taking their sticky gluey painty models home. Then we would have a cup of tea, muck out the toilets and stagger off home.
Today I tidied the table. Long past Ti-deeeYup! Time...... for the table. It was one of those expanding tasks which gradually grew to encompass the various knitting bags, music bags, projects-in-progress tray, piano, bookshelves beside the piano and the zoom setup for teaching.
At one point I was heading towards despair, so I went outside and planted the beans that a church friend was giving away. That's when I discovered that the wooden half-barrels we bought were all collapsing with the dry weather. I had seen the consequences in someone else's garden last week - a pile of rusting hoops with never a stave in sight. We were heading towards the same situation, especially with the barrel that I had emptied in readiness last week.
So, refilling the tub with fresh earth and planting the beans became a priority. All the wooden barrels have been thoroughly watered today, twice, and I have even watered the Outsides, in order to encourage the wood to swell up again.
Meanwhile, the table...
I asked Himself to fetch down this box to put by tablet on for zooming.
There is a depressing amount of truth in the labelling. I cleared some of the stuff out, and then fetched down the other one;
Still, it is nine pm and I have managed to end up with a decent zoom arrangment, organised bags of knitting, harpsichord music, piano teaching materials, art bag, and here's my tidied project tray,
I do have a number of heaps of music and papers to go through - hey, tomorrow is another day!