The Week That Was.

Some very impressive French homework which saw the oldest boy scrapboooking. Not that he needed to - he could have just written about the family but he went the whole nine yards with photos and fancy layouts. I hardly understood a word of it.

Book week at the Primary School, the highlight being dress-up day. A scarf made from the fabric stash and the robes 'refashioned' from one of Dad's black work shirts.

Some pretty fabulous school reports. I laughed about the child who has hit Intermediate "like a cannon". Perhaps we could hire her out in the school holidays to do demolition work?

A row of my favourite pillowcases and sheets. I'm going to try once and for all to do something about the stack that is multiplying of it's own volition in the hall cupboard and turn some into a pillowcase quilt. Maybe.

And a new cross stitch. Winter always drives me to cosy indoor pursuits like knitting and cross stitching and this sparky little sampler caught my eye. It uses all sorts of odd DMC colours - I had to actually go out and buy most of them - but I was quite taken by the orange and turquoise combination. And it's a portable project.

Did you hear on the news tonight that we've had the coldest May down here since the 1950s? And the coldest June since the 1970s? My bones coulda told you that!