It wasn't too bad you know.
My daughter came home yesterday with the news that she would be performing first.
Fantastic! I could go along, watch her, and then push off home returning when it was all but over to collect her.
Even better news came when I arrived at the school. Daughter's friend's mother offered to bring her back at the end. Wonderful, wonderful lady.
Daughter and friends performed well. No inappropriateness, no forgetting their routine, all in time with each other and the music, all confident and well put together. I watched it with a big smile on my face which I did not have to paste on.
They didn't win, the winner was a piano player.
Thank you for all the comments. What a lot there were. I was rather relieved to find I wasn't alone in my dislike of talent contests.
Now that's over I have to worry about younger son returning home today from paintballing unscathed. Honestly who thinks letting a bunch of 14 year old boys shoot each other is a good idea? Apparently younger son's friend's parents do. At least they're paying.
And last but not least of my worries are my elder son's GCSEs which he is in the midst of. He seems to be getting by on the minimum amount of revision. He comes home saying
'It went well, but I ran out of time and didn't do all the questions'
'Aren't you supposed to do them all?'
'Yeah, but it doesn't matter, I'll still get at least 80%'
How does he know this?
To take my mind off parental worries I made chocolate cake.
It makes a nice contrast with my fit fridge don't you think?
* Apologies to John Lennon