Yet another summer holidays. This year it is 6 weeks and a weekend and a day. So that’s 45 days, or if you don’t count weekends, 31 days, or if you also ignore the weekdays that we will be at music week (booked holiday), 26 days.
Day 1, Saturday.
Saturday is a Daddy-daycare day for me lots of the times, and today is no exception. I have to finish editing an extract of 30 Millennia of Sculpture and tackle some more of the iMRCS Revision Guide: Trunk and Thorax. In the evening, I have a gig, a little affair, but I am playing in a string ensemble, and also a recorder solo. I am nervous, but it goes well.
Meanwhile, Hannah is still having dancing in the summer holidays, so that is something.
I have discovered that there is free golf coaching for children at the golf club. Sam is keen, so I checked it out. Sam went last week but it was raining, so they lent him a club. He goes today, and likes it. Hannah says that she will want to try it next week.
Sam is still up when I get back from the gig; it is the proms on the telly, and we let him watch it.