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Parents evening

L had meetings with both Eliza’s and Robin’s teachers.


Eliza continues to prosper at school. Her new teacher speaks as highly of her attitude and progress as her previous teacher. Eliza’s reading age has been measured as 9 yrs 7 months – over 2.5 years above her breathing age.


Robin attracted praise for his attentiveness and willingness to learn. L was asked if he has a drum kit at home. “No”, she replied. “Well,” the teacher explained, “he has an amazing sense of rhythm.”

The following day, L had to sign the accident book on picking Robin up from school. The record stated, “Robin ran round and round in a circle, until he fell over and bumped his head on a tree.”


Gabe has invented a club, called something to do with lizards. Membership, rules, crest, meeting times and location, password protocol are all documented on an A4 sheet. The members – friends, parents and, to his great pleasure, Robin – are allocated roles: messenger, guard, ideas thinker, etc. It’s a hypothetical club, but intriguing enough for Eliza to invent her own. It’s not yet made it off the paper, something Gabe seemed to be conscious of when he asked me if I had made up clubs when I was his age; and, were they always really unsuccessful?


99 red balloons


With the new school year, Gabe has decided to quit the choir, writing Mrs Q a resignation letter. He has remained under her charge though, as he has joined the school recorder group and orchestra.

So now he sings everywhere but the choir. His current favourite song has been learnt in German class. He sings the ’80s euro-rock hit, ’99 Red Balloons’, in its native language, in which the balloons aren’t red but airy.

album cover


Robin turned to talk to me when I came in from work. With his mouth full of carrot, I couldn’t make out what he was saying. ‘Yes’, L said, ‘he really did nearly die.’ Coming home from school, riding his bike, Robin had turned to wave at L and Eliza, lost control of the bike, ridden off the pavement and fallen into the road. Tyres screeched and he narrowly avoided getting run over. L said her legs were still shaking when I saw her over an hour later.


Eliza has the tidy gene. She keeps her bedroom ship shape. She folds her clothes before putting them away, returns books to the bookshelf and doesn’t allow toys to overflow their boxes. She even carries out missionary work, helping Robin tidy up his bedroom. It was only a valiant and uncharacteristic effort from Robin that stopped Eliza winning this week’s Strictly Come Tidy Bedrooms contest.