So…I haven’t had time to post since the last time.  This gives me cause for concern.
But why?  Do the rules state that I have to write only about today today?  What rules anyway?
So let’s go back a bit…
Saturday saw the usual rush – children to music, football and then Jk (my 9 yr old son) and I to foootball match.  Palace against Norwich.  Relegation battle.   Swings of emotion that are hard to secribe to the people out there who don’t care for this sort of thing.  First we’re winning, then we’re down and out and then we come back.  And the only predictable thing about it is that this is what it’s like to be a Palace fan.  Happens all the time.  J is new to this and I can see that it will take a while for him to know what it’s like to be a fan of this team. Think of happiest day of last year and it was probably all of us together at the Millennium Stadium watchin gus go into the Premiership!  As I say, this is hard to understand if you don’t care (my sister, F, doesn’t get it).

Sunday?  Well, Sunday was taking A (my 12 yr old daughter) to play in a band for the runners in the London Marathon.  See Marathon pictures (I will post an album).  First take her up to be in the coach with the other performers.  Then home and collect partner (J) and Jk and all of us out to hear the music and watch the runners.  It’s a fantastic morning, sun shining.  Look back along Evelyn Street, listen to the samba, watch the runners take the bend around the top end of Deptford High Street.  Curiously moving.  Runners stretching out a hand to touch the childen’s hands outstretched from the side.  Wave after wave of them, all races and sizes and costumes and ages and causes.  And the same from the crowd watching them.  Reflected back – what it means to be a Londoner I guess.  Strange and unfamiliar feeling of pride – because you get used to thinking about the bad things about being here and then something like the London Marathon happens.

From there out to Kent with J for his team’s game in Dartford.  Heat, A2, frantic drive, J with A to Z navigating very well (see signs of early map obsession so all is well).  Good games.  Win both.  Friendlies.  See the parents and friends and hang out in the sunshine.

Realise I haven’t eaten enough or drank anything.  Jk OK but I’m definitely feeling the heat.  Sit by Blackheath Station eating chips.  Not sure if this helps!  Too much rushing around!

A painting scenery at school, J working on school plans, Jk doing homework and me feeling odd and sunburnt!  The rest is the usual – getting ready for what follows – the working week and its attendant stresses and strains.