Cello workshop

It has been a busy afternoon for me and Daughter No.3. We went to a cello workshop at my old school (which was really strange as I haven't been there for 25 years or so - some things have changed, yet some things were exactly the same). It was great - there were brilliant cellists from the Birmingham Conservatoire down to 9 year olds like my daughter, plus all the shades in-between, all playing along together. We only went to half of it. I think we will try to go for the whole day next time.
Daughter No.1 just about made it back from DofE in one piece. I was wrong about the tantrum as she was actually speechless with exhaustion and indignation. Something about an inaccurate map and an unreasonable assessing person. I suggested she got some sleep.