Much to Barneys dismay ("its so unfair!") Jack has finished his exams on Wednesday and has left school. So whatever happens now is beyond hope. He spends his days in utter indolence moving, sloth like, between the computer and the TV for roughly 18 hours a day. Which has already driven his mother to shrieking pitch. She doesn't know why it bothers her so as at least he isn't in a crack house somewhere listen to crunk junk or whatever it is that is down with the kids these days. She is reminded that when we get back to the UK he will be putting in some very serious effort to get his UK qualifications back on track...so he's like yeah like shut up mum already like yeah!
Jenn has done damage her foot using a running machine, just as Seans ankle is all better, so still not gone tramping yet! So as she is mostly sitting down she has decided that, as the days are disappearing so very quickly before we come home, she really needs to get her spinning thing done. So she surfed Trade Me (www.trademe.co.nz) and picked up a new toy...
...and has been swearing at it in frustration ever since. Everyone keeps out of the way and no one is allowed to say "I thought the object was to slow life down and to achieve a zen like relaxed state of just being?" and other helpful comments like "look, Aunty Jennifs making wool. From wool." As she mutter swear words and gives dark looks whilst the veins in her temple pulse.
Sean has been keeping himself busy doing stuff like fitting out toilets, laying floor, doing up horsefloats and fencing. And when he's not doing that he's getting out his long bow, trying to fly his kites (apparently the winds all the wrong sort which explains why he can't fly it) or just sitting roasting drinking cold beer and listening to his internet radio.
Still christmas soon, what fun.
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