Since Freddie came and took ownership of his new life jacket we bought him.
Lots of Freddie photos of him in the sea in his on his latest post!
My current position is laying in bed looking at Layer Cake quilt blocks! So many to ooo and ahhh over. I've looked at jelly rolls ones too. I have two jelly rolls but they are so pretty as they are! If I bring myself to use them then I won't have them! Crazy but it's how I am with a lot of my lovely stash!
A lot of people had a giggle at old Rhubarb Kingdom Brunel in my last post and I have blogged many funny things the Childers have said to me over the years I've worked in schools. Talking of which
I have been informed that I am over qualified for my long service award! The rules have changed. It used to be 15 consecutive years in one
My prize is an extra paid day off in the year AND a gift of £271 to be spent at a place named by them - big list to choose from - as of yet, I have no idea what is on this list. Fingers crossed it's a good list and not full of things like a day horse riding etc! How they got to £271 I have no idea and it's not linked to role or pay - it's the same across the board!
So I apologise if you've read this before but I can't remember if I've shared this absolutely hilarious ( I think ) story from when my favourite ever childerbeast was at school.
We were reading The Little Red Hen. Not the one who planted the seed etc but this one...
While the fox is out getting his carrots, TLRH takes her trusty little embroidery snippers out of her apron pocket ( see picture ), escapes from the sack, fills it with big heavy rocks and runs away home. Meanwhile, the fox, comes back with his carrots, fills a huge pot with water over the fire and sets it to
boil. He chops up the carrots and licks his lips. He lifts up the sack and tips it into the pot, the rocks displace the boiling water, scald him dead. Ex Fox etc
Me: now then, what is the moral of this story? ( expecting something about double checking before you do something etc )
Child: ( dead pan and deadly serious, unaware of the comedy they are about to commit )
never ever trust a hen with some scissors!
Lots of love from
Rachel* will laugh about this to her dying day * Radiostar xxx