Still, this gives an idea of where I spend around an hour each working day - building dens in the living willow maze in the school field. The maze was planted 3 or 4 years ago, and is now mature and full of twisty passages and secret areas for the children to play in. In the summer it's so green and leafy and cool, and the children get embroiled in scraps from the start of break until the bell rings, over who has laid claim to each den.
It was my first day back at work today, and I managed to cope with only a few coughing fits and no fainting spells whatsoever.
I was much more relaxed at work today, as I dropped J-cub off at nursery with no tears whatsoever, and he even held out his arms to go to his keyworker, then waved bye-bye to me. When I went to pick him up, he was happy playing in a pile of Duplo and turned away as if to say "Just let me finish this game Mummy". He also told me all about his day, in his own inimitable style, by pointing out the painting he'd done, some glittery pictures he liked, the books he read, and the cot he'd slept in.
We came home for a couple of hours of cuddles, squeezes, smooshy kisses, no nap for me (J-cub delightfully crawled over to me and prised my eyelids open) ... then the next 4 or 5 years of our life were ruined as Brown stood down, Cameron became PM and a mostly-Tory government came one step closer. If you're as unhappy about this as I am, you might want to consider offering your support here: http://www.takebackparliament.com/
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This photo was taken looking up from the very centre of the willow maze, where all the paths converge into a circular clearing and all the branches criss-cross to create a ceiling overhead.