Olympics

Olympic fever is heightening in our household. R was gutted not to be able to see the Torch go through Northampton today, but on the upside it only left ten pupils in her class today whilst being observed, as the rest were out watching the Torch. Bonus. E made her own Torch at church yesterday in the best Blue Peter tradition, before she wrecked a floral display! Mum is of to Filby at the crack of dawn on Thursday to see the Torch go past little bro's house. Then all well and good B and I will be cheering it along the market place in Great Yarmouth with the Year sixes. Then only twenty seven days till we will be at the Riverside Arena watching the Olympic hockey.