1. Jasmine did very well in her GCSE's. We were very proud of her and I think she was pleased with herself too considering that she turned into a party animal just as her exams started (and calmed down just as they ended!).
2. She is now at college studying A Levels in History, English Lit and Lang, Photography and Media.
3. She has got herself a weekend job at Top Shop which is where most of her wages used to go anyway so it means that she will now get more for her money when she gets 25% off (and so do I, hooray).
4. Lizzy is walking at last. She took her first few stumbles on holiday and now there is no turning back. She totters everywhere with her pidgeon toed gait, swaying from side to side like a drunken old man! She gets up in the morning and just walks round and round the house shouting "Mumum" all day long.
5. I have to wear reading glasses! I am absolutely devastated at this piece of news. I who have always had 20/20 vision, I who have been my mum's eyes for her, looking out for the numbers on buses when I was a little girl, I.have.to.wear.reading.glasses.
I noticed that when trying to read instructions on packets or when threading a needle I was holding things further away. Jasmine complained of having sore eyes and headaches so I booked her an eye test. While I was waiting for her I tried on some ready readers and, lo, everything was clear! I was very unhappy when trying to find a pair of glasses. The man in the opticians tried to be helpful. I was so unhappy that I missed out on the fact that he looked like Johnny Depp (a fact told to me when we got out by Jasmine). I know it's just a vanity thing but it means I am getting older. It's not even the glasses per se it's the fact that my eyesight is failing and I am not good at failing things. I know it's just reading glasses at the moment but it's only a matter of time before I have to have the full-on Olives (from On The Buses)!
Anyway, enough wallowing in self-pity, I leave you with a photo of one of our hen's eggs. On the left is a normal sized egg (which are way bigger than shop-bought eggs) and on the right is a HUGE egg, a double yolker in fact. I just wish I knew which one of our girls produced such a specimen. It must have been a bit of an eye-waterer!