Alice looked cherubic this morning, lying asleep on the sofa having (as is her wont) got up from bed very early only to put the tv on in the lounge, climb on the sofa and go back to sleep. Who could possibly guess that this was the same child who caused mayhem yesterday?
On Saturday night she started by leaving a tap on and almost flooding the
bathroom. Fortunately there was a plastic bag lying under the sink, so when I
heard the distinctive sound of dripping I went to investigate. Luckily there
was no serious damage, the bathroom floor being covered in dirty clothes which
absorbed most of the water.
On Sunday we had a report that she had been seen pulling Carlo by his tail.
Although I am convinced that in her own mind there was no malice involved,
obviously if what she is doing is harming the cat then it needs to be stopped.
It turns out that she was in a group of children, and had taken Carlo out to
play. He'd decided "enough is enough" and run off under a bush. Alice,
apparently goaded by her friends, went and pulled him out. By his tail? That
part remains unclear, unfortunately - Alice knew she was in trouble and was
blubbing away by this time.
So basically Alice has been totally banned from picking Carlo up. The main
thing that worries me is that she is so gullible - in a group of kids messing
around, I can guarantee that she will be the one to get caught. I fear this is
going to be a hard lesson for her to learn.
It wasn't over. Alice later asked if she could phone her grandma. No problem,
I even showed her what she had to do to make the call. When speaking to Grandma
she decided to go outside, where she starts faffing around. Next thing, we here
a "crack" and the phone has been dropped onto the patio. She tearfully brings
the phone in - display completely blank and Grandma well and truly cut off. At
this point I can cope with things, telling her that she would need to pay for a
replacement phone. But when she just muttered insolently that she didn't care, I
flipped and lost my temper. How dare she treat other peoples' things with such
contempt! As it happens I got the phone working again simply by removing and replacing the batteries, but the attitude that it
didn't matter was simply unacceptable.
This is turning into a rant so I will stop now. I only hope this behaviour
gets better soon.
On to other things, Alice and I went out on a bike ride
yesterday. Only around the village, so I could take some photographs. I had an
idea for a new banner for the family web site, and it required getting some shots of the village. I photoshopped it last night and the finished
article is exactly what I wanted. It will make it onto the top of the Blog
pages in the fullness of time (a comprehensive update to the blog site is
planned, but I shan't promise anything just yet for fear that motivitis will set
Been reading some more of Petite Anglais's blog, though in parts I felt quite
uncomfortable. She has committed such intensely personal, intimate stuff to it
that it feels like ...difficult to describe... it feels like what she is saying
is something you'd say to your closest friend rather than publishing it for
complete strangers to read on the web. Plus there is the added dimension that
although it is very real, it is not real time - the entries I read about
took place a year ago so so even though she sounds pretty screwed up, her
situation is probably completely different today. All in all left me feeling
rather melancholic, and reflective on the times (fortunately now long since)
when I have felt screwed up. Now I just have an errant child
to deal with!
As I awoke this morning I heard the patter of rain outside. Probably just
enough to spoil the washing we'd forgotten to bring in last night. Sunny now, though. The guy
sitting opposite me on the train has just cleaned his glasses, and ever so
meticulously folded the cleaning cloth, very neatly, in half, then quarters,
then eighths, then sixteenths. Wonder if he is a surgeon? Ah well, another week
toward paying the taxman!