Apart from the fact I'm moving to Reading next week, which is stressful in itself since I have to organise everything, including somewhere to live, tomorrow is going to be both stressful and boring.
It all started nearly 12 years ago when my daughter, at the grand old age of 5, was sent to Jujitsu classes. This was because we never wanted her to be a victim of physical violence. Nowadays I have no fear of her being out, she knows half a dozen ways to kill a person and many more ways to simply maim. (She is really the sweetest girl you could meet.)
However she is now black belt and doing what's called "11th Tab" which is for juniors and is part of the way to 2nd Dan.
Tomorrow she has to be in Liverpool to take her grading, at 12 noon.
My son is taking his black belt grading (he's 6 years younger) and so he has to be in Liverpool as well. He has to be there at 8:45 am.
Inconvenient but not a serious problem.
However, tomorrow is the Grand National horse race taking place at Aintree. In Liverpool. About 1 mile from the Jujitsu Dojo HQ in Fazakerley. (Really, that's what the area is called.)
So it's going to be really really busy. We're getting there early and I'm not moving for anything.
We'll see what happens.
2 comments:
Hope you survived the Sloan invasion. Also known as Liverpool in Aintree week.
And hope you don't lose this blog under a pile of dotmatrix printout.
From a fellow tunnel digger into the world of screenwriting.
Hi Rach, and congratulations on being the first commenter on my exciting blog.
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