Storm Chicken

That is the name of the game we played at the park this afternoon. Essentially involved staying in the park for as long as possible as a storm started. We made a mad dash for the car when the rain became torrential.

I gave an appropriately differentiated science lesson with the objective of stopping D from being scared of the thunder. Fortunately, the boys were wearing clothing which helped with my explanation - J in a red shirt and D in a blue one - hot air and cold air...

There is is a deep irony that I was the one explaining why they shouldn't be scared - it was only when I was in my early 30s that I stopped being scared of thunder and lightning!

Tomorrow afternoon I am off to the Olympic Park to go and see Depeche Mode with one of my pals. Must remember to take the tickets. Excited.