Saturday, 29 August 2015

A week of firsts and lasts

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We've had a lazy week. I'd taken the week off work and it was the last full week off school for Tall Daughter so we thought it was okay not to plan too much. Lazy mornings, late breakfasts/brunches, a bit of gardening, a friend over to stay, and plenty of walking with Alice, our greyhound.

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It was also the week we decided to try vegetarianism for the first time, although as we're still eating fish perhaps that should be pescatarianism? Either way, we haven't missed meat at all (so far) and it's really made us think more carefully about what we're eating. We're going to give it a try for 6 weeks and see how it goes.

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The Teenager's preparations for uni are going well, and in less than three weeks she'll be moving into student halls. In the meantime she's working as many hours as she can to build up a bit of spare cash, which will no doubt all be spent during freshers' week.

It's such an exciting time for her, and we're already trying to figure out how we'll cram all of her belongings into my (tiny) car when she moves to Sheffield. I'm dreading that day, for all sorts of reasons, but mainly because she'll never forgive me if I cry. She doesn't do crying, but as I do enough for both of us I think there'll be lots of air-gulping and eye-dabbing that day, but absolutely NO CRYING! I'm already nervous.

Alice the greyhound

This week we've also walked for miles with our greyhound Alice. We take her to the local nature reserve where she likes to hide in the long grass and wait for the rabbits to appear, then she chases them like crazy.  The rabbits stay fairly close to the fence and just nip through it when she gets too close, so she's never caught one, but it's fun to watch her running around.

Alice the greyhound
Can you spot Alice?
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These long walks have been a good time to talk to Tall Daughter.  There are no distractions, so it's the perfect time to talk, and as she's about to begin her final year in school - her GCSE year - there's been a lot on her mind.  She's been feeling pressure to decide what she wants to do with the rest of her life, because at her age (15) that's when people start to ask that question.  Teachers, well-meaning relatives and friends, strangers, all want to know "What do you want to do when you're older?" Why do we ask teenagers to make such massive decisions without much direction?

In my day we had careers' advice and such-like (not that is was much use) but she's had nothing like that. So, a lot of our walking time has been spent talking it through. We've made a bit of progress, no decisions yet, but there's still plenty of time.

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Of course, it's also meant that this week we did our last ever school uniform shop. I don't think I'll miss it, school shoe shopping in particular is a special sort of hell, but even so it felt strange to think we'll never have to do that again.

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I hope you've had a good week? What about you, are you dreading or looking forward to the start of school again?