So today I was up at the unearthly hour of 7. Partly because I was scared I would oversleep and be late for the match and secondly coz there was washing and ironing to be done. On the subject of ironing I actually really like ironing, however I do not like putting things away and since the two are closely connected I dont do ironing coz the boy wont put things away. So this morning found me ironing is shirt and trousers for after the match.

Then off to to the match we went, using public transport coz yet again the car is in the garage, this time getting a new radiator. I swear the thing is trying to bankrupt me - and will probably suceed.

The game today was against maidstone and hooray we won!! It was close and there was a point I thought we might lose. There are no pics yet as I haven't downloaded them - there are 150 of which about ten are OK. The really sad things was that while I was taking the pics Eton Manor scored a try right in front of me, unfortunately I missed it (I don't mean I missed the try - I missed the photo opportunity) I really do need to practice more.

Off to lunch at a friends and listened to the kids playing their various instruments. Whilst there I logged onto facebook. Now you may remember that I mentioned this game I have been conned into. Now for my money any Lady worth her salt would spend a Sunday afternoon sitting round doing nothing - but my liege on the game has had me out fighting battles. I am seriously considering changing my allegiance to a more understanding liege.

Well I am going to sort out the photos from this morning and then do that studying that I have been promising to do all weekend

well the studying hasn't gone that well. I am also struggling with understanding the concept of a game on facebook - I don't get it and don't think I ever will. I have decided to become a lady of leisure (in the game that is) and just do the bidding of my liege. Not sure if that is allowed but to be quite honest its the best I think I will be able to do.

The rest of my afternoon was filled with chasing my dog round the garden. This is not something I do a lot of but she did have a pair of my knickers in her mouth so it seemed necessary. Anyway I eventually retireved them and they are none the worse for their trauma. She then proceeded to lay her head on my laptop which meant that I couldn't actually do anything on it and finally she decided to knock over my rum and coke. My screaming and shouting was just greeted with her panting and wagging her tail.

Tomorrow is rugby day - son plays rugby so I am going to be a good mummy and stand at the side line shouting encouragement. I will also endeavour to take photos - so if you're really lucky there may be a pic on here tomorrow. I have on previous occasions been asked by the child to keep my cheering and shouts of encouragement at a minimal level. Apparently he could hear me across the pitch and found this embarassing. I have no idea why.

the first blog

I am somewhat proud that I have managed to set this up without any help. Not sure why I have created it except that my journal (handwritten - you remember that, its when you use a pen to write on paper) is starting to get filled with boring day to day stuff rather than the stuff it was intended for - (that being for me to know and no one else to find out). You will notice that there is no photo - mainly because I find that I have no photos of myself other than the one for my passport and one for glastonbury - neither of which I would publish anywhere. I will have to find someone to take at least a half decent photo of me.

As I am convinced that no one is ever going to read this I can just fill it with the boring tedium that tends to be my day to day existence padded out here and there with moments of insanity.

As you have probably guessed I am a mother. The title sort of gives it away. My dear son is 15 and at the moment going through a 'difficult' stage (although I seem to have been saying that since he was nine months old). This morning much to his horror a parcel arrived in the post full of school work for him to do while he is suspended - not from the ceiling - from school. I failed to mention to him yesterday that when i went to see the school I had requested work be sent home - he is seriously not impressed.

Anyway with that drama over I tidied the house and then went shopping - bought the following
clothes pegs (mine seem to disappear - must be a phantom clothes peg thief in the area), pasta, parmesan cheese. Then I went to the library to pick up some books to read. so thats my day so far.

To be honest I am still getting over the horror of singing live with a band last night. i do sing a lot but it was the first time I had sung with this band (or any band for that matter) and they had play back which meant that I could hear myself which was to say the least unnerving. I managed to forget the words and music during the practice so nice guys that they were I was allowed to have both in front of me. It helped but not much and I seemed to lose the ability to move my fingers on the guitar neck. Oh well - thats probably my music career over - not that I ever thought I had one.

Well I think thats probably enough for now - better get back to the studying - I seemed to have been enrolled on a course next week which involves two exams - why oh why do i let myself in for these things.