The end of the first week and Jean is awakened and finially we get 'is it a school day?'
'Yes'
'Oh no Mummy! I wanted to stay in bed - I don't want to go to school'
'Don't you want to see your friends and learn things?'
'Yes but its too early'
🙂
For anyone who's are Cheltenham this evening I'm going to be reading some of my poems at Slaks Comedy Bar on the Bath Street.
The Headliners of the evening are top poetry dudes from Bristol Byron Vincent and Angie Belcher.
I've seen Byron perform before and lets put it this way - its the only time I've ever seen Alaric truelly engaged whilst listening to poetry.
I am a bit nervous as I haven't read anything since like Febuary so feel a bit rusty!
I have selected four poems as requested:
The Break-Up
Summer Sales
Ana
The Markov Chains of Literature
Out of these only The Markov Chains of Literature has been read out at an event by me namely Tech Adventure earlier this year.
Not entirely sure what the secedule is for the night or how many of the four will be read but I will have on my nice red boots (I was going to wear my glittery heels but walking Jean to school has resulted in hurting shins and clicky pelvis so thought better of it - the boots are flat no heels!).
This morning Jean woke up and on finding out she was going to school again jumped out of bedding saying 'YAY! School!' I wonder how long this will last.
Effeciently or manically I went and bought all of Jean's uniform on Tuesday, then Sunday night once back from David's congrates party I labeled all the clothing with a fabric pen.
We were shock horror organised for her first day and woke up with plenty of time - I got her drink and snack ready.
I even put her hair up so it wouldn't get in her eyes!
She looks really cute and a lot older in her uniform even if the cardigan reaches down to her knees 🙂

And then we headed up the Hill.

Once at the playground she hovered nervously with us whilst a neighbour took our photo - the family all together 🙂
When the bell rang some preconditioning thing from Pre-school cut in and she automatically queued up the other children.
I did find it a bit tearful though I didn't actually cry - not really sure why but I sort of just stood there staring at the door when they'd all gone in.
She loved school and was excited to find out she would be going back again which was sweet 🙂
Yes that's right this is our 1000th blog post on this blog!
Imagine streamers and balloons and glasses of fizzy stuff and cake!
To the first 10 people to comment on the this post there will be a 1000th blog post limited edition Wiggly Pet! The only condition is that you actually have to come and visit us to pick the Wiggly Pet up though there is no time limit on this 😉
The Wiggly Pet will of course be glittery!
(@ndy you still need to claim the Wiggly Pet you won from me ages ago over Percival the mouse)
The blog is of course 5 years old as well so there will be a further 5 purple and blue sparkly Wiggly Pets with 5yrs of Snell-Pym on them 🙂 (tacky I know but hey its me!)
We origonally started this blog up as a notice board to say how the wedding went as we got frustrated having to keep typing the same stuff over and over again in emails then Al made it so it was easy for me to add photos and from here my blog empire has arisen! 🙂
I hope we are still an interesting read - it was actually a bit of a shock to us when we found that lots of random people read the blog but they do and it has provided useful information for them and sometimes they give us useful information about a problem or crisis we are having which is all good.
I at least am now addicted to blogging so will no doubt continue to bore you all with family events and Jean cuteness and musings and ramblings on philosophy, society, science and art, and I'm pretty sure Alaric will continue with all his technical posts.
I have the other blogs out of nessecity as I found I was creating too much content which could be split into various catagories plus I love setting up blogs and making/fiddling with themes making each blog look like its subject matter 🙂
As a chronic diary writer (thanks to Aunty Lizzy and a Christmas presant when I was like 12!) blogs are the perfect medium for me to whitter in and as for Al it is an over spill of his note books - somewhere he can share his ideas and the like 🙂
We hope to continue boring you for the fore seeable future.