Oops. I get so involved in the garden, I forget to take the kids to French and Art lessons. Oh dear. The mummy brain took over. Never mind. I can count the day as a Science lesson about digging over the vegetable patch and planting pansies. Then there was a lengthy discussion with Tiger about how spending money on kids and gardens means I cannot buy new shoes. Economics.
3 comments:
I think you should give the young grits an allowances of one pound per years that they are old. And then tax it at 35% and start up a shoe fund. It will give them a sense of what it's like to be working in the real world.
sure beats those damn awful art lessons!
I guess any excuse to miss Hitlers class is a good one!
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