When The Super Six Went To Northumberland

When The Super Six Went To Northumberland

Last week we went North. To the Cheviots in Northumberland, and stayed at Dunsdale House in the College Valley. It was about the THE most perfect holiday cottage location we have ever found. Simply Stunning – and utterly remote. we cant’ wait to go back when the weather is warmer! Here’s a glimpse:   Tweet

Does childhood CFS ever leave?

Does childhood CFS ever leave?

No.1 has been absolutely fine, good, GREAT. He’s in school full time, has discovered a real love for Rugby that’s not dented by stud marks in his head form the latest scrum (his head was dented though), and we really thought that the CFS was finally behind us for good. But since he began Yr 9 in September I’ve been quietly watching his energy levels drop, his mood quieten and his health slowly decline. Today he is off school with a  very swollen throat – but he has no temperature, no other symptoms beyond very swollen neck glands and an achey tired body… And it all just feels far too horribly familiar. Is it just me being over-paranoid, or do I still, after all this time, have to watch him and be ready for a return of the dreaded CFS? Should I...

And so… to school…

And so… to school…

  **GULP** Tweet

Feeling wrung out…

Feeling wrung out…

We’re missing on No.1′s parents evening tomorrow – C is taking boy to Old Trafford, and now No.1 has an ear infection, so I can’t possibly take three children, one ill, to sit in the school half an hour while I trot round the teachers. But following the snitty message from the school yesterday (“just to inform you that No.1 had a maths test today that his earache has happily stopped him from having to take – I wanted to reassure him that it WILL be waiting for him upon his return” – i.e. “your son is skiving AGAIN with fake illness, and we wanted to be sure you know that we know...”), we called the school today, explained the situation, and asked that teachers call us if they wanted to chat. I’ve...

That yawning chasm of a summer…

That yawning chasm of a summer…

I sit here, I go through my photos, I start to create the posts… and time runs away with me. And so another week goes by with nothing recorded. SO. I’m jumping back in again, and I’ll back-fill as I have time. Yesterday was a Big Day. No.1 had a rough start to Yr 8. He’s been dropped a set in three subjects, and his best friend and he fell out over the summer, so he spent a very lonely and sad first day back. He’s a bright bright boy – but out of the last three school years he’s maybe managed four full terms (if you add his entire attendance up; Last year he managed just THREE weeks at 100% attendance, and for the year he was at 43% attendance). No wonder he has gaps in his Maths and IT knowledge, and his confidence in...