So today we celebrate the return of the girls, and therefore we become a family again, however briefly. It was nice to sit around a table and share a meal, and it got me thinking that this won't happen for much longer, so we ought to make the most of it really. I spent the start of the day ensuring that the house was tidy, as there is nothing worse than returning to a messy house. We had been pretty good anyway. As I suspected, all the talk was of the business and how we can make it work, and the quandary that we have with regards to sharing three jobs between the two if us. I think we have a way forward, but I am of course vary wary of it all. We are looking at borrowing a large amount of money. Having looked at the figures, it all seems very sensible, and having had five years experience of running my own business there is a side of me that finds it all less daunting than perhaps I would have a few years back.
In the late afternoon, we went to School with youngest for her reports evening. Now I know I am prone to the odd bout of grumpiness, but it does strike me as slightly odd that we have to physically attend the school so that we can have a teacher read out extracts from a report that we have already read ourselves. Anyway, perhaps I shouldn't moan....the report was excellent actually, and she is displaying signs of really coming into her own and thriving. Dyslexia has just meant a new way of learning rather than a disability to her, and I hope this is a sign of things to come with her. She's always had that steadfast, some might say stubborn streak, and I hope that this continues for her. School tomorrow, and youngest reminded me that I needed to provide her with some evidence. Some weeks ago, there was a quiz in her class with regards to Shakespeare. Now it might be slightly weird, but youngest has a bit of love for Shakespeare, and I don't think I can claim responsibility for it. She played the part of the Nurse in an improvised modern language version of it at a large theatre a few years ago. Something clicked within her then, and she doesn't find the Bard as daunting, or as boring as many other youngsters. Anyway, back to theis quiz. One of the questions was "What were the audience members called at the Globe theatre, who stood on the ground and paid a penny to enter?" Now, I am educated to degree level in the ways of the theatre, I have visited the Globe, and indeed watched a production from the floor itself. I have read, at the last count, somewhere in the region of thirty books on the subject of Shakespeare, as well as having read every single one of his plays and Sonnets. In the light of this evidence, Imagine my surprise when youngest reported to me, that the answer she gave; "Groundlings", was in fact incorrect. The answer given was actually "Earthlings". There was a burning sense of injustice in youngest all over the half term, so this morning she has gone in armed with a folder of evidence. This evidence includes an extract from Hamlet in which the protagonist refers to "Groundlings" himself. Added to this she has extracts from the RSC's website and the Globe Theatre too. I have just had to speak to her to ensure that on presenting this evidence , she doesn't end it by saying "I rest my case your honour". Interestingly, the teacher in question is the head of the school. I shall report back.
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