More goss from England

The 6.30 alarm did not feel so good this week on my return to school, but seeing the smiles I was greeted with at the school gate, as well as the very enthusiastic outpours of 'Goodmorning Miss Cragg' made it all worth it. It's funny how easy it is to get back into a routine, two weeks off and one day back was all it took to get me into the swing of things. 

This weeks dramas included

- a kindergarten student locking two of her classmates in a cubby house because they wouldn't play with her and when nobody played with her it made her feel 'sad and alone'.... I passed that little issue off to another member of staff....

- there was a cat on the loose in the carpark and the school ground, causing absolute distress in one of the smaller girls who is terrified of cats and refuses to move when she sees them.

- another two adorable girls approached me quite upset that some kind of disruption had been made to their fairy garden..... This disruption was a tiny trail of slug slime across one of the stones. The girls actually asked me to clean the rock.... Seriously only in England (Aussie kids probably would have licked it) I told them that really wasn't necessary and that the slime would dry and go away in a few hours time.

- children running and not watching where they are going= head on collisions and two crying students.

- the naming of year 2's dinosaur caused quite the stir, however he is now known as Tommy the Triceratops. 

- there seems to be quite an accumulation of snails on a particular bush in the school garden which has resulted in several girls making it their personal missions to transfer the snails via brick or leaf to a 'safer' home because the mosquitos were eating them....heaven forbid. 

It's quite hilarious to watch the girls in their own little worlds at play time, some enjoy skipping, others play chasings, fairy or princess games are quite popular but zombies are also in this season, some just like to stand in a corner and sing to themselves whilst others boss each other around in American accents. It's a nice feeling to observe them and know that a their age, they don't have a care in the world, they can just laugh and play and be. 

With a bank holiday today the Southsea Heavy Horse festival has come to town. Starting on Friday with a gigantic fun fair, jumping castles, dodgem cars, haunted houses and all the other usual rides that you would expect to see at any show at home. The aroma of doughnuts and fairy floss filling the night air, although there was not a Dagwood dog in sight and I was quite frankly ashamed.... Poor effort England. Saturday saw the arrival of all the local market stalls, more food vans and ferret racing..... Still not 100% sure about that one. Today the horses came to town and boy could you smell them. If you caught the wind in the right direction the smell of horse manure was sure to singe those nostril hairs. 

The rest of this week is looking as though it will be fairly quiet, I'm off to Portsmouth museum on Thursday with the year fours and may try to get away somewhere new this weekend for the day. 

At the moment the list of 'must see' destinations consists of.....

Eastbourne

Winchester

Oxford

Windsor and Eton

Canterbury

Dover

The Isle of Wight 

Salisbury (Stonehenge)

Bristol 

Totnes

Just to name a few ;)