...the year of the cat....

Back to work after half term.

Long full teaching day....saw hebs for all of 20 seconds.....professional development review after work.....guess what?....met all my targets for last year and ticked all the boxes in Gove's magic list of what makes a good teacher.

Home to the Boss and Charlie....she was full of it...in a really good mood...and then we noticed that she was chewing something.....we had to open a bag of cheese and onion crisps to get her to take it out of her mouth.

It was a munchie from the cat's bowl!

Fortunately the Boss had already checked all these sorts of things out at work....they're not harmful to children.....and she wasn't pulling her face so they must taste ok.

Charlie spent the next half an hour sitting next to me.....tickling me....giving me kisses....but only because she wanted the crisps!

She's gone back home now...the house is quiet....the Boss and I ...and the daughter....are going to settle down to some dinner...and New Ticks and Top Gear Bond cars on the Sky plus.

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