It’s World Book Day today and Girl Lacer went to school in her pyjamas for the occasion as the school was doing ‘places we like to read’, thankfully that was not extended to the parents as I’d have to spend the day with no clothes on, as my favourite place to read is the bath. As I’ve been finishing my Dexter omnibus I’ve had a lot of baths, as it’s been a good collection of novels.
Dexter in the Dark, the third novel, was a little different from the first two novels in that Dexter’s Dark Passenger seems to have a supernatural origin. I always ‘like’ (if you can like something that persuades Dexter to kill) the Dark Passenger but I’ve always imagined it as a disjointed, almost separate part of Dexter’s personality but it’s still Dexter, so I feel that Jeff Lindsay has sort of trampled over my interpretation of Dexter, still its his character. Still, it was a good book but I preferred the second book in the series, Dearly Devoted Dexter.
A bit of a first for me today, there was a coffee morning on, which coincided with Boy Lacer being at playgroup, so for the first time ever I got to go to a coffee morning where I didn’t have to keep three quarters of my attention on what Boy Lacer was doing, which is always a conversation killer.
As usual when you get a bunch of mums together, the topic of conversation always turns to schools and as our local school situation even made a national newspaper yesterday, there’s lots to gossip about because of course the worry as soon as you’ve got your child into the primary school of your choice, you then worry about that secondary school place. Possibly a bit of excessive worrying normally but locally there’s a baby bulge and already a shortage of secondary places. Funnily enough me and Mr. Lacer were talking about the very same topic last night whilst watching Relocation, Relocation and getting sickened by all the gorgeous big houses in the country, not that much more expensive than our tiny shoe box flat, we’re staying where we are for the moment because the school is just too good to leave, particularly for Boy Lacer but when it comes to secondary school, if it looked like Girl Lacer wasn’t going to get into the local highly competitive grammar, we’d have to consider moving to the country (because the secondary school options currently are not good), which actually sounds quite nice. I’ve always been an either / or girl, it’s got to be either the city or ‘proper’ countryside, after a childhood spent mostly growing up in dormitory suburbs, I ain’t going back!
Anyway it’ll be another 5 years before we have to make decisions like that, which seems like a long time but considering we’ve already lived here for 5 years and feel like we’ve only just moved in, I know it’s going to go quickly. It’d be a hard decision though, moving house to get Girl Lacer into a good secondary school would mean taking Boy Lacer out of a very good primary school, perfect for his needs.