Like the obvious suckers that we are, we have committed ourselves wholeheartedly to the idea of ‘extra curricular’ stuff for the chums.
Fortunately for our bank balance, the Rock God is a musician, so piano and guitar lessons are provided at home.
But somehow we have been roped in to riding lessons and football club, alongside Beavers and Cubs.
So this means the chums do an activity EVERY day of the week. It’s exhausting. And expensive. And, lets face it, a little bit boring. I mean, yes, I get all the joy of seeing my beloved progeny engaged in the activity they adore, blah blah blah, but seriously, standing in a muddy field on a wet Saturday morning has NEVER been my idea of fun. And horses? Meh.