Exploding tyres and other misdemeanours

This tale is part of the long running bike and trailer saga. Danielle had almost got herself sorted for the first day of school - she had gone to Cycle Saviours to make sure the bike was properly hitched to the trailer. I had confirmed that the new inner tubes I bought for her were actually OK - she hadn't screwed the valve tight! Everything was moving in the right direction. I told her we should do a few practice runs to Willen Lake and back but time had run away with us. There was just one more thing to do. Danielle asked to borrow my pump as the front wheel had gone flat again. I cycled the pump over and watched her blow the tyre up. All good. That was until a loud gunshot rang out. The front tyre had exploded - she really did blow it up! The bike, lying on the ground moved at least a foot. BANG! 

I laughed. This was just one more thing to stop Danielle getting sorted. It really was funny after all that had gone before. Wednesday came around and true to her word Danielle brought Ezra-Mae over to my place in good time for school. There are lots of lovely photos of a pristine young girl bristling with excitement. Little does she know this is the next twelve years of her life! As for Danielle and her plans to do 160 miles a month taking the girls to and from school, these fell by the wayside at the first hurdle. She asked me to cycle her bike and the empty trailer home while she stayed at my place. 

As any good grandmother would, I stepped up and helped her out. Half way home, the front tyre went flat. I walked the bike back, got the dog and returned in miserable weather only to find that Danielle had fallen asleep in my spare room. Thursday, Ezra-Mae had a sleepover with me. I collected her from school, we did all sorts of things - we made a present and a card for Danielle's birthday, we read books and looked for Wally. We even watched The Wrong Trousers. I had fun. Ezra-Mae loves her new school - Thank Goodness - she told me that everything was best about it. What a great recommendation! 

Almost the last one left!

Meanwhile... Mattaya, who eats everything, ate a receipt I had put to one side to claim some money back from The Orchard. Uh oh, this wasn't a little misdemeanour. On many levels it was not a good thing to happen. If only Danielle fed her properly! Mattaya has an eye for anything that could be digested. Her tastes go far beyond receipts too. She has a penchant for the unripe tomatoes on the vine. As yet she has not equated green tomatoes with not nice taste!! She eyed Danielle's birthday cake with a relish you would not expect from a thirteen month old.  I made a chocolate cake with caramel topping that seeped down the sides. When I made it, it looked neat. After the topping oozed, the pattern of chocolate buttons spread to a random splurge. Luckily the cake tasted OK or at least Mattaya thought so.

First day at school... the compulsory pic

As with all the times Danielle comes over to my place, she leaves something behind. I joked to Naser and Amira that she would have left something as we waved her goodbye. Upstairs there was a small pink sock. Ah ha, one thing... then we found two yellow socks slightly larger than the pink one and a cardigan - a very large one.. No doubt Danielle and entourage will be back! 
Yay for the blue team!

And in my spare time... I managed a game or two of tennis

Exploding tyres and other misdemeanours

This tale is part of the long running bike and trailer saga. Danielle had almost got herself sorted for the first day of school - she had go...