Okay so I've been quiet for some time.
My littlest, Worm started school in September, he loves it though hates getting up in the morning and I occasionally see snippets of him as a teenager as he tells me he doesn't want to get up and pulls the duvet back over himself!
He's doing well.
Beanie has sat and passed his 11+, so we are now waiting for conformation of his secondary school place for September. The 'local' grammar school is in Plymouth so he will be on the bus at 7:35am, which will probably be a shock to the system. He did very well, annoyingly so after the battles we endured to try and get him to work for his exams. The same with his music exams, Grade 2 Violin and Grade 1 Piano were both passed just before Christmas.
Monkey is just so lovely, yet struggling in so many ways at the moment. His confidence is spiralling downwards and he seems to really struggle with the boys in his class. Many very boisterous and not the quiet, clever, focused boys that Monkey wants! He and Worm have started going to football on a Saturday morning, and Monkey doesn't join in until at least half way through. And yet he is so good.
Since taking redundancy 18 months ago, I have been working hard setting up Westcountry Tutors. It was slow to start but now, I am fully booked and regularly get enquiries, some of which I've had to turn away. That was quite hard at first but I just know I can't fit them all in. I tutor two hours every evening and run a group 11+ session on a Saturday morning. I love it. I still do some supply work, but as tutoring has picked up the supply work has dropped. I try to do 1-2 days a week supply and mainly in primary schools. I am very fortunate that I have a good few schools that I work in regularly that are all relatively local to me.
The biggest change has been my nan. Her health has deteriorated over the last few months. Her cancer has spread to her bones and is now in her head. At the end of October she had a turn and her house had to be broken into by the police as she was unresponsive. We were told then that she probably had about 3 moths to live. She has since declined, is now bed bound and even though she "still has her marbles" she is going down hill. She requires someone with her at all times and it is taking its toll on us all. Getting care plans in place for her has been an absolute nightmare, primarily because she has family literally on her doorstep.
So things are still manic, but I am determined to get back my life and my blog. I look forward to sharing our adventures with you all again!