We’ve had Beans for lunch and very nice they were too. SB and Amelie had the unusual opportunity to play together without the big two and had a lovely time and Josie and BB seemed to be gradually forming a play alliance. All very enjoyable and plenty of nattering for the grown-ups too.
Fran came down this morning glowing about having read about Ming China, the First World War, the French Aristocracy , Ancient Egypt and something else in the Usborne History Encyclopedia. Maddy got an Egypt kit down off the shelf that i got her for Xmas and she ignored becasue it wasn’t a toy and said “wow, mum this has really interesting stuff in it!” Well, duh. Anyway, they’ve asked to “do Egypt” from next week so maybe that one will finally happen.
We’ve had tears from Fran this evening, proportedly nerves about tomorrows show, but possibly something else as she asked Max and i what our worst ever moments in our life were today. I didn’t hear Max’s answer but i found it a difficult one to answer honestly to her, of all people, as some of them are probably very intertwinned with my first moments of motherhood.
So i settled for telling her that the thing that made me saddest for longest was the death of my friend, ironically 14 years ago today, in a car accident. Hard to believe he has been dead almost as long as he was alive. Hard to believe that 14 years on i still never go past a cherry tree in blossom without remembering that rainy monday that brought such awful news, or see a clump of daffodils without thinking fondly of those last days of my childhood, catching the bus home every night with a mate who was unknowingly living out his last hours. Hard really to not know how his family have fared longterm, all very dear to me once, all of us driven apart by the year that followed.
To my friend, NB, whose memory reminds me to treasure the time i have with my 4 and be more grateful today and from now on, than i sometimes remember to be.