the school ceilidh. my kids wont dance with me. carpetbiter1 did exactly what i used to do - looked as though she'd love to join in but was just too self conscious. carpetbiter2 found a tribe of boys and charged about. i was coached in the proper way to do auld lang syne.

in the morning aussie L power walked me up and down hills (buns of steel is what we're aiming for). then londoner J fed us tea and banana chocolate muffins while we recovered.