Showing posts with label Parents Evening. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parents Evening. Show all posts

Monday, February 05, 2007

Let's Make It a Good Day to Bury Bad News

Friday

Fuck knows! I remember being knackered by the time I got home, I remember being told that we have a call centre going in opposite us, I remember Ad the Lad being around the gaff, of other things if you were there - remind me! Seem also to remember a training trip to the works and taking Nicola to the home of the Space 1999 corridor.

One thing I am sure of I had an unwelcome trip into town to sort some currency for our trip to see the Mouse. Unwelcome because town is a pain to drive in with the big dig. Leave the car at the Max Escher car park. Wander into town.

Saturday

On much safer ground here, nip back to town to fetch the currency ordered yesterday, run around with a quick tidy up because the folks are due at 12.00 and I didn't do much the night before. Also fight with a Google Spreadsheet to kick off discussion about equitable funding for the BMJ Journals for next year. Comes together OK.

The folks arrive and we drag them to Damons for food, then into the No Mercy and my cunning plan to zap them round Speke Hall is thwarted when we discover it is closed. Instead we end up in town. Deep joy!

Home, feed the family and watch everyone playing a game of Disney Trivial Pursuit.

Sunday

Highlight of the day is a wander about with Cal riding his bike. Deep joy! Nevertheless it was nice to see the folks.

Monday

Up early, begin the news that I'd avoided all weekend and catch up with some washing up. Running late before leaving for work. Feeling kinda disconnected.

Sort Zookoda with Helen and Tracy who ask intelligent questions. Hope it makes more sense to them now. Zap a report to Linda that is overdue. Chat to Shan along the way and offer to facilitate at an event she's putting on about commissioning. Send Ken news of a journal and access to it.

Home and Monday means frantic feed the family and get Monst to work. D-day today. Listen to '6 Billion People'. Which reminds me to check Dave's blog 'Hobo Tread' which makes me laugh and is a cracking read. Watch 'Life on Mars' which returns for a second series soon. Love the ad below.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Ear, Ear

So the Health Library world of the UK has gathered in the open cast cemetry that is Eastbourne, a place that still feels it has to live down the visit of one Vincent Van Gough as a holiday maker. Conequently the average age of the population for the few days the library folk are in town will plummet, reports that funeral directors were seen leaving town hands clasped to brows and the thought of the potential loss in trade for a few days are of course completely spurious.

Still though I am not there Tom Roper has provided a couple of Technorati tags to facilitate the identification of blogposts HLG2006 and HLGEastbourne2006 which should prove useful and have already provided me with some grey literature and another seem of stuff to mine. Top stuff.

Morning was last minute touches to the presentaltion, more crib sheets draft of the useless powerpoint, which I print and leave at Reggie. Seem to be rediculously nervous about this session.

To yesterday, with a setback on the powerpoint front (stoopid me having warned Sally about the perils of USB ports being disabled and the need for presentations to be carried on a variety of media, did I listen to myself, did I 'eck as like), it seemed at least from the happy sheets to have gone OK. Things need tweaking for the next one but overall I think the 'RSS for CAS' thing is a flyer.

Made parents evening by the skin of my teeth (actually a minute late but Monst hadn't gone in at that stage because teachers like GPs and Dentists always run behind on their appointments). Experience the Les Dawson mouthing words experience, all it needed was for Linda to cup her boob and purse her lips and the job would have been complete. Leave there and head to 'The Rocking Horse' at Aintree for food. A passable if not wildly exciing meal and an hour or so in the play barn for Cal before we take Monst to work. Home and I collapse.

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