I think it was last year that my daughter was invited to a party where the dress code was Christmas Jumpers. Now, we don't really have too many novelty jumpers in our house and she didn't want to go out and spend money on something sh'd only wear once. So she presented me with an old red jumper that she already had and a pair of novelty mittens, and asked if I could turn them into something suitable. The rest, as they say, is history.
Today, our school was participating in Save the Children's Christmas Jumper Day and we all had to wear something appropriate. So guess what was pulled out of the deep, dark, recesses of the wardrobe?
Yes the clock is ticking towards end of term, tree is up in reception
Today was the Christmas Fair and when we go back on Monday, we'll be into the final five days. Meanwhile, back at home, cards are written and almost all presents bought. As I have 14 people here to eat on Boxing Day, I probably ought to be making lists of food and drink. I feel too calm, too organised. There's something I've forgotten for sure. But until I remember what it is, I'm going to kid myself into believing that I've no need to panic. I wonder what it is I've forgotten?