Hurrah! Amy won the infant school 'Good sportsmanship' cup...just big enough to fill with a celebration yoghurt.
"Thithster, thithster, did you ever see such a shiny beautiful thing in your lythe?" (to misquote Winthrop in 'The Music Man' collecting his cornet from the Wells Fargo wagon...)
She was beaming (as we all were) but a little perplexed about all the attention!
Beth won prizes for academic work and Jess won a hatful of stuff too, for academics and sports. Our wonderful girls all brought home super end-of-year 'reports', with our eldest getting straight A's in her 11 subjects, which is very reassuring - especially as she will be starting her final IGCSE exam year in September, just as she turns a rather difficult-to-believe 16 years old!
Meanwhile I'm thinking of retraining as I just heard on the radio there is a shortage of butlers to the super rich in the USA and you can expect a starting salary of $75000 which is a tad better than what I get working with runny nosed kids trying to chase them for homework they never wanted to do anyway! Anyone out there need a butler? I reckon with a name like Merrow-Smith and a posh southern thoroughly British accent, I'd be worth $100000 at buttle-ing (be careful how you say that! We don't want to be misconstrued). Would it compromise my socialist values, though, that's the question? Hey, what about home tutor and butler? Now there's an idea......
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