Taken a un...

Taken a unilateral decision to go out for dinner, and He Who Shall Accompany Me ain't complaining :) Maybe some carbohydrates and alcohol will reach the part that neither Diet Coke (still warm) and coffee seem to be reaching. Last day of school. Charlotte's got a brilliant report and excellent marks, and is off to the year-end party with rather a lot of make-up on and - of course - the contact lenses. Probably going to incur paternal wrath if he sees the eye make-up, but with a bit of luck she'll have left before he gets in.I'm sure this is not good parenting, somehow. But heck, I was 14 once. She does have instructions to get the 11.15 pm bus and will be with friends. Meaning that by 11.29, when it's due in, I shall be getting antsy and waiting for the 'come and get me at the terminus' stop. Whatever Dinah says about Switzerland and repression and stuff, there's something to be said for buses that run on time... particularly when you're a parent :)In an ideal world, we wouldn't live a mile up a steep hill from the terminus. But then we wouldn't have the cowbells in the distance, would we? I *like* cowbells. They are *not* just for tourists.Nonononono. Not the time to start on another rant.