I can laugh about it now, but at the time I was Very Cross Indeed. ALL day I'd impressed upon my charges that we couldn't miss the train home as there would be an hour's wait on a cold platform with nothing to do nearby.
The day passed happily enough - there was free wifi :) I only had to go into the (cold) water once to locate some children, and so spent pretty much the entire day texting and reading my book (which had some genuine laugh out loud moments about men's pants. I had to stop tho when it spoke too keenly about grief. It's not cool to be caught bawling at a swimming pool by your pre-teen's mates). It cost me a small fortune, obviously, but all was going cheerfully. Only then, with the usual lack of urgency I have found young people don't seem to possess, there was no haste to get changed, or leave the building, or dash to catch the train. And so we watched it depart as we crossed the final road. I had only 6% charge left on my phone by this point (and was beginning to rue my internet accessing) and had to apologise to various parents whose numbers I'd only acquired for the sole purpose of contacting them in an emergency.
Coatless, and wet from the downpour on the way in, I handed my scarf over to the coldest looking (after a five minute sit on a distant bench to calm down sufficiently to stop grumping). I rationed out the emergency supplies of dried apricots and chocolate mini eggs I'd secreted into my coat and then laughed at the question as to if this is what it was like during rationing in WWII.
So there was laughter. And we got home eventually - very cold, tired and hungry (what, even after the apricots?) Got to have an early night now tho - to drop off the kids on my way to work tomorrow requires a considerable detour.
I wish you much laughter too, even if it is about men's pants. Or adventures that went a little awry.
... Not even turning the computer on this morning and going to work a long day so I can work less on Friday when I'm with the kids again...
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