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Sunday, February 22, 2004

When i drove back tonight along the M25 the gritters had already been out and about (might snow tomorrow apparently) leaving their signature on the motorway. With thepassage of the cars and the winds the grit was thrown up in the air like a mist that i drove through so that it rattled on the metal. Sometimes it was like a living thing as the wind made it twist and contort across the road, snaking eastwards along the M25.

It was great to be with good friends again, the best of friends. Laughing in restaurants and cafes and having birthday picnics on a cold february evening in two cars on top of a welsh hill. Yes we are eccentric. We played endless numbers of alphabet games on our road trip - e.g. going through the alphabet naming body parts, let me start you off Amygdala, Broca's area, Caudate nucleus... We also got to know the car parks of wales very well.

posted by Brianne 10:36 pm

Monday, February 16, 2004

My relationship with my parents can be difficult at times but it is certainly not made easier when one of your freiends tells your mother that you find living with your dad unbearable. Thank you Lammie. Why on earth you would tell my mum such a thing i don't know, my mother tells my dad everything. I will be having a few words with you at the weekend Miss Lammas.

Anyway I am now on half term and i don't know what to do with myself. I promised Est I would return to blog so here i am but what to write. I have quite quickly settled into my new job and i am loving it. It has been great getting to know the kids their individual quirks. I have been bitten and kicked, covered in glue and paint, and some days i can be so frustrated and unable to help but then it is ultimately rewarding. a child interacts with someone or says the alphabet or comprehends the difference between two shapes. But coming to know the childrens personalities has been the most rewarding thing. They cannot be dismissed because of their learning and communication difficulties they are so individual and unique and i feel lucky to have known them for just these 5 weeks.

After struggling with my faith for a while (and juggling boxes) I feel like i am in a period of calm, an expectant calm though - i might explode tomorrow.

posted by Brianne 12:26 pm

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