Level 2 Chi Kung.

When a text arrives at 09:04 on a Sunday morning, it’s a good guess that the person who sent it has been waiting for 9 am to roll around, in order for it to be a socially acceptable time to bother someone. The text that arrived this morning was from Estelle, one of the school gate mummies, saying that Clara had been nagging her for hours to phone me and find out when she should come around for the party! Katie had mentioned on the Friday school broke up that she and Clara had been planning a party at our place and that Clara was going to come an hour early to set up, and bring a disco ball(!) but when I asked her when this was meant to happen, they didn’t seem to have set a date. I texted Estelle back that there wasn’t a party and waited with some trepidation to see if anyone else was going to show up. No one did luckily.

Level 2 Chi Kung.

Although we don’t celebrate Halloween ourselves, we like to have some sweets available for trick-or-treating children, so Nick asked me to pick some up on the way home from the course last night. On the bus back to Charing Cross, I got into the spirit and gave some sweets to the driver and to a little girl in a witch costume. Arriving in Blackheath, I had a bit of a close call: at the bus stop, there was a mother and son pair dressed as halloween pumpkins. I was about to congratulate them and give them some sweets when I realised that they weren’t actually in costume – they were just rather spherical individuals wearing bright orange puffa jackets!