SIX days a week he has to rehearse. Mon-Fri after school and Saturday all day. So that means a lot of extra running around and organising and no time for homework - which Olly is estatic about.
We finally found his school bag, which he left on a bus. It was at the buses Lost Property. However he has now managed to loose his coat and bleeding rugby boots that cost me an arm and a leg!
Olly has also managed to get a detention after school for fighting. Idiot boy.
I had to ring the school and beg them to change the detention as it overlapped with the rehearsals of the play. They conseeded to give him 2 half hour detentions instead of one, one hour detention. That gives me enough time to pick him up, shove food down his neck, get him changed and drop him and another kid off at rehearsals.
I have managed to enlist the help of another mum, who's stress levels are non-existent. She has a lovely calming effect. Shame she cant bottle that, she'd make a fortune.
Yesterday I had a phone call from Olly saying that a teacher had dropped dead and that they were shutting the school!
Luckily the poor chap didnt drop dead in a lesson, but everyone was so upset they sent 1500 kids home.
Shocking innit? Never heard of that before.
I wouldnt have minded if a couple of my gruesome teachers had popped their clogs, when I was at school. Mainly 'Giller the Killer', my hockey teacher. Nasty bit of work she was, used to swing her hockey stick at us in a very menacing way and aim the hockey ball at your head. You learned how to dodge though. And our horrible typing teacher, who used to rap your knuckles with a ruler if we weren't typing fast enough. (I stuck gum all over her chair, which ended up on her clothes.......I have no regrets).
Better go, time to run round like a headless chicken again.......xx