I think, sadly, it is time to say “so long” to summer. Since Tuesday I’ve been spending an increasing amount of time in school. and this has been coupled with a marked turn in the weather, and a return to rainy days.
But its been a magnificent summer. Greece was great, Nice was nice, Sam’s graduation was fun, and all of that before August, a hot, dry, month that just stretched out in front of us. (Almost) every day was dry and warm and I think the consistency just made it so magnificent – no thinking I must do that on Tuesday as it will be the only dry day. Although I’ve not done a lot, I don’t feel I wasted a day, sat inside, bored and with nothing to do but watch the rain outside the window. I’ve read a lot, and enjoyed being immersed in a good book; I’ve run quite a bit: 83 km in August (that will be pushed to 90 if I run tomorrow morning); I’ve refereed a number of games, mainly at Ashcott, but including a return to the Bridgwater Sunday league (albeit in a friendly) and I’ve enjoyed all the games I’ve done. My garden has been magnificent all summer, a source of joy, wonder and contentment at all times. I’m writing on a Saturday as tomorrow afternoon I need to go into school to meet and greet new Year 10 parents, and the term proper starts on Monday. I’d rather still be on holiday, but I do feel ready for the new school year, in part to see what it holds, I think it could be pivotal to my thinking for the next few years to come.
Sam has started work at school, working in the kitchens. It will be good for him to have some structure and routine, and to start earning some money. Sophie has had an offer accepted on a house, so that is really exciting; as a family it does seem like we are on the cusp of a new chapter in all our lives.
