<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536</id><updated>2011-09-28T11:24:27.876-07:00</updated><category term='the reason for my bad mood'/><category term='haircuts'/><category term='proud but broke mother of would be ballerina'/><category term='ballerina in the making'/><category term='rather long ...should be viewed by doting rellies only'/><category term='masks and mayhem'/><category term='summer is here'/><title type='text'>In at the Deep End</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-611217880867153039</id><published>2010-06-12T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:47:09.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer is here'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/TBR8rpjEqqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ecADAARcK44/s1600/garden+june+1010+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482143735745915554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/TBR8rpjEqqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ecADAARcK44/s320/garden+june+1010+053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; June 1 is officially summer time. school uniform becomes so much easier. Just a polo shirt and gray shorts. Kei took this photo. He has finally finished turfing the front garden. Hmmm a bit brown you might be thinking... but K apparently got the turf half price because it was dying off so a bargain in his eyes....time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-611217880867153039?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/611217880867153039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=611217880867153039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/611217880867153039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/611217880867153039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#611217880867153039' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/TBR8rpjEqqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ecADAARcK44/s72-c/garden+june+1010+053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-4901017497595117269</id><published>2010-05-23T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:59:42.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tao</title><content type='html'>We saw Tao last night. The tickets were my Mother's Day present. It was fantastic. Apparently they  are touring Europe from June so if you are get chance, go ! Lili and Toma were spellbound. I found a clip on YouTube but you need to fast forward over the documentary bits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-4901017497595117269?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/4901017497595117269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=4901017497595117269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4901017497595117269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4901017497595117269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#4901017497595117269' title='Tao'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-953859153473790931</id><published>2010-05-23T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:50:07.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAO</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIpuD5mdZFg"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIpuD5mdZFg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-953859153473790931?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/953859153473790931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=953859153473790931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/953859153473790931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/953859153473790931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#953859153473790931' title='TAO'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1224212622634475281</id><published>2010-05-18T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T06:20:22.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircuts'/><title type='text'>new haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S_KQ92p8ajI/AAAAAAAAAWw/b2fw6GZNnaE/s1600/gardening+update+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472595889526434354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S_KQ92p8ajI/AAAAAAAAAWw/b2fw6GZNnaE/s320/gardening+update+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New haircuts in preparation for the hot summer to come! They go to a hair salon just down the road all by themselves-how grown up they have become.  The lady is a former student's mum.She is really good with them and Lili always comes back flicking her hair around like some super model. Toma is under the impression that the shorter his hair is the less he will have to wash it. Although this is long compared to the haircut he got when grandad took him to his barber last summer ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1224212622634475281?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1224212622634475281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1224212622634475281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1224212622634475281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1224212622634475281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1224212622634475281' title='new haircuts'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S_KQ92p8ajI/AAAAAAAAAWw/b2fw6GZNnaE/s72-c/gardening+update+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3308671246239264737</id><published>2010-05-15T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T03:29:43.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gardening update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--RL1EnNSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/hrzDiSDeX-8/s1600/gardening+update+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471751704689456418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--RL1EnNSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/hrzDiSDeX-8/s320/gardening+update+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little veg garden has  asparagus (doing really badly though I  shouldn't  have harvested any last year..)onions(overflow from the main veg garden) strawberries (new plants so not much on them this year.) rocket , shiso and baby lettuce seedlings and 2 spicy red pepper plants. The pots have tomatoes in and a courgette plant. The plan is too move them out of the rain during the rainy season and see if that brings any more success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--RLWErq4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/kkfmSB2RBm0/s1600/gardening+update+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471751696368249730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--RLWErq4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/kkfmSB2RBm0/s320/gardening+update+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The main veg plot has snap peas(thought they were finished but they have loads of flowers on again so maybe not)  5 okra seedlings,  a courgette plant, an eggplant , 1 red, 1 green and 1 yellow sweet pepper plant, onions ready to be harvested too oh and the remnants of the beetroot I harvested last week to make apple, beetroot and ginger chutney. Once the onions and snap peas are up we are going to sow black sesame seeds,basil and maybe  carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--NwpGrEjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0d-1duUjNhc/s1600/gardening+update+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471747939085521458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--NwpGrEjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0d-1duUjNhc/s320/gardening+update+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how bad the soil is and this so much better than a few years ago. The rhubarb on the left was grown by seed last year it disappeared during the summer but popped up again in March so I have moved it next to the compost bin with the one I bought at the garden centre last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--NwVEpdfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/zg-tzC9AzyY/s1600/gardening+update+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471747933708318194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--NwVEpdfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/zg-tzC9AzyY/s320/gardening+update+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other side of the compost bin is an artichoke plant. I pulled up the one  that was in my little veg garden because it was huge, ugly, had thorns and was loved by really gross caterpillars  so this one is probably on borrowed time but if it does flower it would be great to eat artichoke hearts again. (I haven't had them since I lived in France...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--Nv29ylsI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZQl8iwTEcsw/s1600/gardening+update+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471747925626492610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--Nv29ylsI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZQl8iwTEcsw/s320/gardening+update+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kei is putting more turf down. The alternative was patio or decking but we face the street so we rarely sit out on this side of the house anyway and grass has a more cooling effect in our never ending summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--NvgaqJoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yPnc_er7-Cc/s1600/gardening+update+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471747919573558914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--NvgaqJoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yPnc_er7-Cc/s320/gardening+update+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The  wind thing is our anti mole device. K swears by it but I am not so sure. If anyone knows a fail safe way to get rid of moles please let me know. The more time and  effort I put into the garden the harder it is to 'live and let live'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--NvMjfZ3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/QtIVuE7QLts/s1600/gardening+update+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471747914241894258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--NvMjfZ3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/QtIVuE7QLts/s320/gardening+update+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing much happening  here. I  am still  learning alot about flowers, soil, shade , sun etc and things have been planted all over the place just to see what happens! A classic example  are the cornflowers below. I love them but when I sowed the seeds I just didn't think. They are way to tall to be at the front of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--Mp7nWewI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ngjJ-KOeusA/s1600/gardening+update+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471746724283710210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--Mp7nWewI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ngjJ-KOeusA/s320/gardening+update+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The yellow chrysanthemums  are  gorgeous this year. You can't tell that I moved them twice and nearly killed them off once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--MppvvhWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/-IyIrmdHVFw/s1600/gardening+update+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471746719487067490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--MppvvhWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/-IyIrmdHVFw/s320/gardening+update+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really worried about the blackberries but it looks like we will  have a bumper crop again. I cut them  right back  to make room for some raspberry canes though so we won't  have quite as many as last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--MpP87yGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mcTuyK3y2uY/s1600/gardening+update+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471746712563075170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--MpP87yGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mcTuyK3y2uY/s320/gardening+update+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back of the house is still a mess but the Christmas tree lives on. Despite being hacked at 2 years in a row, dragged inside and placed on underfloor heating for a month before being chucked back into the cold on Dec 31st there are new shoots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--MoklMRGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3h0uRdkM6Vw/s1600/gardening+update+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471746700920767586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--MoklMRGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3h0uRdkM6Vw/s320/gardening+update+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soil back here is totally waterlogged. North facing nothing much grows well (except the Christmas tree!) Weeds have never ending roots and seeds blow over from the embankment  all year round. But little by little it is improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--MoWnVw0I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/OmIKEx6DYG0/s1600/gardening+update+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471746697171682114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--MoWnVw0I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/OmIKEx6DYG0/s320/gardening+update+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best thing around the back is that container under the bay tree. It contains bluebell seeds planted 2 years ago and they are  starting to grow! Amazing. Well,amazing that I managed to leave them alone for 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3308671246239264737?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3308671246239264737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3308671246239264737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3308671246239264737'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S--RL1EnNSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/hrzDiSDeX-8/s72-c/gardening+update+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1861229030224984818</id><published>2010-05-12T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T06:35:28.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comments</title><content type='html'>hmmm....I seem to have lost a whole load of comments. I have no idea what happened. Sorry to everyone who took the time to post! If anyone has any idea what happened let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1861229030224984818?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1861229030224984818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1861229030224984818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1861229030224984818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1861229030224984818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1861229030224984818' title='comments'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-4352517862873662578</id><published>2010-05-10T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:12:01.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proud but broke mother of would be ballerina'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally worked out how to convert the DVD into an uploadable file so.... here is Lili doing her Bluebird  variation for the Japan Ballet Association's regional heat. Under all that ridiculous make up is Lili. She wobbles a bit at the end and doesn't quite get her legs up high enough but anyone who remembers just how shy Lili was will be impressed, I think. Solo in front of a panel of judges- way to go Lili!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-4352517862873662578?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/4352517862873662578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=4352517862873662578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4352517862873662578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4352517862873662578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xokkX2uklMw&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-6377669460419905204?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/6377669460419905204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=6377669460419905204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aoeQgwK9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KagZg1UnglA/s1600/aprilmay+2010+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469244035269929938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aoeQgwK9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KagZg1UnglA/s320/aprilmay+2010+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               very yummy noodles discovered by accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aodkjaT8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/aWyDtOAaWCg/s1600/aprilmay+2010+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469244023469920194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aodkjaT8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/aWyDtOAaWCg/s320/aprilmay+2010+051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   playing in the river at the campsite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aodEmRESI/AAAAAAAAAUA/_vbTUnQw1y0/s1600/aprilmay+2010+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469244014891962658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aodEmRESI/AAAAAAAAAUA/_vbTUnQw1y0/s320/aprilmay+2010+059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    the view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aocyNTK6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/rgmdyG4-Vzo/s1600/aprilmay+2010+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469244009955404706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aocyNTK6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/rgmdyG4-Vzo/s320/aprilmay+2010+053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          breakfast cooling in the river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aocRNRenI/AAAAAAAAATw/lQ4yvpqM7e4/s1600/aprilmay+2010+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469244001096923762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aocRNRenI/AAAAAAAAATw/lQ4yvpqM7e4/s320/aprilmay+2010+060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            the men doing their thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anWFpFD6I/AAAAAAAAATo/zVJxWreDY8k/s1600/aprilmay+2010+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469242795401482146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anWFpFD6I/AAAAAAAAATo/zVJxWreDY8k/s320/aprilmay+2010+061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         cooking the rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anVqHsudI/AAAAAAAAATg/Xgzq1oSW0uI/s1600/aprilmay+2010+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469242788013717970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anVqHsudI/AAAAAAAAATg/Xgzq1oSW0uI/s320/aprilmay+2010+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                beer and barbecue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anVEa-ZDI/AAAAAAAAATY/3dTR76cgq1Y/s1600/aprilmay+2010+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469242777894020146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anVEa-ZDI/AAAAAAAAATY/3dTR76cgq1Y/s320/aprilmay+2010+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          pot noodles for breakfast at 7am - ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anUvRg--I/AAAAAAAAATQ/-l0dXTnP0BE/s1600/aprilmay+2010+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469242772217199586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anUvRg--I/AAAAAAAAATQ/-l0dXTnP0BE/s320/aprilmay+2010+077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                an amazing talking bird at one of the potteries we visited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anUIMRyhI/AAAAAAAAATI/vEJ-0YfvLVY/s1600/aprilmay+2010+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469242761726249490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-anUIMRyhI/AAAAAAAAATI/vEJ-0YfvLVY/s320/aprilmay+2010+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         at the potteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-2428534483967223434?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-aoeQgwK9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KagZg1UnglA/s72-c/aprilmay+2010+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-8231586776430198332</id><published>2010-05-06T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T06:49:59.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the phone to Grandma and Grandad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LI5wxyQLI/AAAAAAAAATA/Tj5CCYL3IMg/s1600/aprilmay+2010+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468153792253018290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LI5wxyQLI/AAAAAAAAATA/Tj5CCYL3IMg/s320/aprilmay+2010+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LI5ou6RWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Mtyjo1M9zXE/s1600/aprilmay+2010+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468153790093477218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LI5ou6RWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Mtyjo1M9zXE/s320/aprilmay+2010+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what the kids are doing while they are on the phone. They can set up skype themselves now so hopefully they can start phoning while I am at work.(Although Toma phoned America by mistake the other day!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-8231586776430198332?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/8231586776430198332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=8231586776430198332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/8231586776430198332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/8231586776430198332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#8231586776430198332' title='On the phone to Grandma and Grandad.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LI5wxyQLI/AAAAAAAAATA/Tj5CCYL3IMg/s72-c/aprilmay+2010+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3575618872639622170</id><published>2010-05-06T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T06:41:40.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toma's first football match</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LGj8wSH5I/AAAAAAAAASw/ob-q8r-GysY/s1600/aprilmay+2010+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468151218487566226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LGj8wSH5I/AAAAAAAAASw/ob-q8r-GysY/s320/aprilmay+2010+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LGjuiOIPI/AAAAAAAAASo/wBioGi6TEFQ/s1600/aprilmay+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468151214670487794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LGjuiOIPI/AAAAAAAAASo/wBioGi6TEFQ/s320/aprilmay+2010+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LGjM271hI/AAAAAAAAASg/F_qjQ3RlDFE/s1600/aprilmay+2010+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468151205630563858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LGjM271hI/AAAAAAAAASg/F_qjQ3RlDFE/s320/aprilmay+2010+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were busy with ballet so the boys went to see a Kumamoto play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3575618872639622170?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3575618872639622170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3575618872639622170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3575618872639622170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3575618872639622170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3575618872639622170' title='Toma&apos;s first football match'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S-LGj8wSH5I/AAAAAAAAASw/ob-q8r-GysY/s72-c/aprilmay+2010+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3043003660171470469</id><published>2010-05-03T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T06:21:32.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Update</title><content type='html'>April was all about school. Toma had a brand new school to get used to and Lili had a new class of friends and a teacher to get acquainted with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toma first. Teacher- female, went to school with Kei and has a daughter in Lili's class. Thank god she seems a really good teacher. Very calm, experienced and organised. During the first couple of days Toma was getting a little frustrated with the 'are you a foreigner? speak English!' comments. Nothing nasty just a lot of curiosity but we decided to ask the teacher to keep an eye out for it and she did. Immediately. As soon as she read the letter. She led a class discussion on it and there hasn't been a murmur since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lili's year group was mixed up again (it happens every 2 years) but she stayed with some of her best friends and was quite pleased with her new classmates. Her teacher is new to the school. He was a junior high school sports teacher for the last seven years but obviously the Board of Education decided it was time for a change! 35 rather good looking and apparently he can move his eyebrows up and down. Lili may well be on the way to her first crush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toma loves school. He is up before everyone else. Raring to go. He walks to school with Lili and Ciara who invariably end up carrying something for him. When he gets to school he has to change into his indoor shoes and go to his classroom. 1st graders aren't allowed to play outside yet.(6 year olds can walk to school on their own though??) The 6th graders go to the 1st graders rooms in the morning and play with them, help them learn the school song and generally police them until the teachers arrive. So far they haven't really studied much and he has already covered most of the basics at Kindy so it shouldn't be too difficult. He walks back halfway  with 2 kids from his class and the rest on his own. He absolutely refuses to let me meet him! He has grown up sooo much in this last month. long may this enthusiasm continue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Both the kids had class observation and home visits this month. Kei and I had to split up and observe half a class each for observation day. I know lots of the mums in Lili's class so it was quite hard to tear myself away to watch toma's class (I am one of those Mum's chatting away during the lesson....)but the 1st graders were very cute giving little self introductions one at a time at the front of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home visit. Both teachers stayed for about an hour.(should have been 15mins tops!) Toma's was killing time before the next students time slot and we chatted about various things like what Kei was like in elementary school! With Lili's teacher we had the last visit of the day and he just stayed and stayed..Saying that I am not sure many parents sat down with a checklist of  things they wanted to discuss! (Kei came back to meet Lili's  maybe first crush but not his old classmate )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all school is good. Lili's  math is almost beyond me. Multiplying decimals and fractions..math...I hate it. Japanese Language is almost beyond me! I knew this would happen but not this early..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3043003660171470469?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3043003660171470469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3043003660171470469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3043003660171470469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3043003660171470469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3043003660171470469' title='April Update'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-7009639262024500719</id><published>2010-04-10T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:08:09.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PikaPika!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CStpap7hI/AAAAAAAAASI/x6wWv8shrJ4/s1600/pikapika+1nensei+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458524061282463250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CStpap7hI/AAAAAAAAASI/x6wWv8shrJ4/s320/pikapika+1nensei+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Oi oi!! Carry your own satchel, Toma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CStSwKYlI/AAAAAAAAASA/-AB0AC4vn_s/s1600/pikapika+1nensei+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458524055198655058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CStSwKYlI/AAAAAAAAASA/-AB0AC4vn_s/s320/pikapika+1nensei+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hmmm... K hates his hair and I am not taller than him really... but apart from that a nice photo, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CSs07ZjYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XF7Kz4bTIAQ/s1600/pikapika+1nensei+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458524047192722818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CSs07ZjYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XF7Kz4bTIAQ/s320/pikapika+1nensei+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       So cute and I am not biased at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   Congratulations  Toma on entering Elementary School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-7009639262024500719?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/7009639262024500719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=7009639262024500719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/7009639262024500719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/7009639262024500719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#7009639262024500719' title='PikaPika!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CStpap7hI/AAAAAAAAASI/x6wWv8shrJ4/s72-c/pikapika+1nensei+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-7718553990129030606</id><published>2010-04-10T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T07:45:13.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shimonoseki trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK934HM6I/AAAAAAAAARw/78zyZPE9Fe8/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458515543948997538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK934HM6I/AAAAAAAAARw/78zyZPE9Fe8/s320/spring+hols+%2710+069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only photo from  a really good aquarium with underwater tunnels so you had fish and penguins swimming all around you. With loads of hands on stuff as well as faaar too many blowfish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK9Z_twOI/AAAAAAAAARo/gR9lw0j8bUA/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458515535927820514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK9Z_twOI/AAAAAAAAARo/gR9lw0j8bUA/s320/spring+hols+%2710+049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Toma's lunch  'mother and baby bowl'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK86TehZI/AAAAAAAAARg/EtMRThqDBDk/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458515527420773778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK86TehZI/AAAAAAAAARg/EtMRThqDBDk/s320/spring+hols+%2710+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            Moji port with quite a big English influence on the architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK8hbfUaI/AAAAAAAAARY/ovClcUef0NM/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458515520743494050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK8hbfUaI/AAAAAAAAARY/ovClcUef0NM/s320/spring+hols+%2710+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKLowQelI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SNWTyhQEPBs/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458514680896059986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKLowQelI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SNWTyhQEPBs/s320/spring+hols+%2710+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          A huge concrete octopus shaped slide. Again, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKLdKDMJI/AAAAAAAAARI/XApZEr5msxY/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458514677783015570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKLdKDMJI/AAAAAAAAARI/XApZEr5msxY/s320/spring+hols+%2710+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      The train museum with a  simulator so Toma got to drive a train and make              it arrive  at the station on time etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKK2dPTcI/AAAAAAAAARA/3vdw5Dcv1PA/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458514667394518466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKK2dPTcI/AAAAAAAAARA/3vdw5Dcv1PA/s320/spring+hols+%2710+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKKvJ88SI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HP6rlsrB7VY/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458514665434575138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKKvJ88SI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HP6rlsrB7VY/s320/spring+hols+%2710+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKKVZj4HI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9jdUp-8s1fA/s1600/spring+hols+%2710+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458514658520719474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CKKVZj4HI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9jdUp-8s1fA/s320/spring+hols+%2710+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    The bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had two days in the spring holidays that were totally free, no work, no ballet and no school. I figured that if we stayed home I would either spend the whole time cleaning or cooking so we took a little road trip. K was busy (year end, month end and new customers) but me,Lilli and Toma headed north for the bridge that connects Kyushu and Honshu. I booked a hotel and straight after swimming on Thursday we set off. The weather forecast was awful but it turned out to be ok just a little cloudy. The hotel was within walking distance of all the sights and after we had a look around we went to kurukurusushi. The fish market was right next door and the fish was REALLY fresh, yum. The restaurant was heaving so we ended up ordering nearly all the dishes as nothing stayed on the conveyor belt long enough. Afterwards we made our way back to the hotel for Uno and bath and bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day we were up early to go to the fish market but the smell didn't agree with Toma who has a ridiculously sensitive nose! The kids opted to buy bread at the convenience store and eat it on the harbour. Toma chose a bread with a custard cream filling and carefully ate all the surrounding bread leaving the yummy cream centre which he was examining carefully when a hawk swooped down and took it out of his hand. The bird's wing was right next to my face!!! Toma was hysterical! We looked up to see the bird swallowing the custard cream. Since when do birds of prey eat custard cream? We grabbed our stuff and ran back to our room to finish breakfast. Toma is probably traumatised for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the day was spent at a train museum, on a tram, playing on a giant octopus slide(only in Japan!), on ferry boats and at an amazing aquarium. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really nice to get away even if it was just for a couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-7718553990129030606?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/7718553990129030606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=7718553990129030606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/7718553990129030606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/7718553990129030606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#7718553990129030606' title='Shimonoseki trip'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S8CK934HM6I/AAAAAAAAARw/78zyZPE9Fe8/s72-c/spring+hols+%2710+069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-5184475604598691204</id><published>2010-04-04T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T07:49:15.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A long month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iTmFIhN-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/SR9Zq8_KfUg/s1600/spring+2010+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456273230981576674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iTmFIhN-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/SR9Zq8_KfUg/s320/spring+2010+078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iTlWr1uQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6-qI0nx6z90/s1600/spring+2010+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456273218513254658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iTlWr1uQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6-qI0nx6z90/s320/spring+2010+077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer tournament for the top class.One of the many events in the last term of kindergarden. I am not sure you could really call it a match but Toma fell in love with the game all over again and has been bugging K about joining a soccer club..  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iTEwjtJ5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/F6qhmqjtgo0/s1600/spring+2010+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456272658522777490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iTEwjtJ5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/F6qhmqjtgo0/s320/spring+2010+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 39th  birthday! The kids  made me a cake which K baked at 300c (because the oven didn't go up to 350c??) the cookbook was American and K  didn't know about the whole Fahrenheit /Celsius thing... apparently the cake was black within 5mins! They had to do the whole thing again and i wasn't allowed to get up  until it was done! Tasted delicious though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iQANIB-uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xaBZR_PW0Ms/s1600/spring+2010+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456269281757100770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iQANIB-uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xaBZR_PW0Ms/s320/spring+2010+092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lili had her 'half way towards being an adult ' ceremony at school. We had to write a letter to her way back in November telling her how proud we were of her and talk about her good points and our hopes　for her future. I was more than skeptical at first because I think we do a pretty good job of telling her how much we love her on a daily basis but actually when we sat down and wrote it it was quite an emotional roller coaster.Kei wrote half and i wrote half .K's was lovely and brought a lump to my throat.Anyway... the ceremony was a BIG deal. The kids had corsages, we had a concert violinist serenade us as we waited for it to start. The headmaster gave a lovely speech about the importance of having a dream. The kids sang and  a group speech thanking Mums and Dad for everything they do. Then we went to the classroom and each child gave a speech about their dreams , sang and gave us a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iP_3VKOuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/q7Jlcq4iZgg/s1600/spring+2010+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456269275906587362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iP_3VKOuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/q7Jlcq4iZgg/s320/spring+2010+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lili's said 'thank you for buying me my pointe shoes and for bringing me up!?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iPcq1555I/AAAAAAAAAP4/GiCW8HjMv3k/s1600/spring+2010+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456268671258847122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iPcq1555I/AAAAAAAAAP4/GiCW8HjMv3k/s320/spring+2010+116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Toma graduated! No more kindergarden for me!! He was a star! He had a special little role to play and he managed to keep it a secret from us. I cried buckets, the teachers cried, the bus drivers cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iOzhrP5XI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xU_7RmMRz4U/s1600/spring+2010+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456267964423595378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iOzhrP5XI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xU_7RmMRz4U/s320/spring+2010+129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       Farewell to some friends, others will be at the same elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S7iOc-QpMjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eS01649Qfn8/s1600/spring+2010+144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-9211105400110504467</id><published>2010-02-16T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T06:04:42.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kei,Lili and Toma doing their best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68b8d6b4ac89fe91" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68b8d6b4ac89fe91%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331498949%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7906588A8FD5BD9446556EF83992842D38A735EB.16EFAF25CAFFB4C2F1D0DA5143BD921ED77C4500%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68b8d6b4ac89fe91%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC62oFhG1Xssz9TZ8nwtkFgLD2Xk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Way back in December there was a piano recital. Kei took part under duress and pulled it off fantastically although not unsurprisingly since he only had 2 notes to play.(teacher having learnt her lesson 2 years ago when Kei froze in the middle of  Jingle Bells) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is very short ... unlike the kindergarden show one that has yet to come.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-9211105400110504467?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/9211105400110504467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/9211105400110504467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/9211105400110504467'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-2361969781487553660</id><published>2010-02-04T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T06:37:43.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 at last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2rRuU71B-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/37Iw-V_bDCk/s1600-h/birthday(10)+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434386494199760866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2rRuU71B-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/37Iw-V_bDCk/s320/birthday(10)+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  Lili wanted a party for her birthday.For ten with a ten cake. OK easily done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2rQkYSaoxI/AAAAAAAAAPI/TOhpCUHbJq0/s1600-h/birthday(10)+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434385223789486866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2rQkYSaoxI/AAAAAAAAAPI/TOhpCUHbJq0/s320/birthday(10)+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The party was a huge success. I definitely throw the best party in town! (Not hard since birthday parties UK style don't exist !) The girls all played outside at first and then came in for a nail painting contest. I bought a load of nail varnish, stickers, rhinestones put them on the table, divided the girls into pairs and gave them 15 minutes each to paint their partner's nails. They loved it! I think it was a first for most of them and they really got into it. Of course I couldn't pick a winning pair in the end but no one cared! Then we had the cake. They ate the whole thing, wolfed it down .I thought we would be eating cake for a week but they didn't even leave a slice for K!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that it was the hat, scarf , dice smarties and chopsticks game. A great game -takes ages ,loads of suspense,no winners or losers and you only need to buy a tube or two of smarties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The finale was a game where each child ties a balloon to their ankle with a long string and then on  a count of 3 everyone tries to burst everyone elses balloon  whilst trying to  protect their own. Loads of screaming and lasts about    30 secs but great fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And that was it -party over!   All the girls asked Lili to invite them next year even if they  change classes which was cute and 3 of them are coming over next weekend for another nail painting session!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-2361969781487553660?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/2361969781487553660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=2361969781487553660&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2361969781487553660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2361969781487553660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#2361969781487553660' title='10 at last.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2rRuU71B-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/37Iw-V_bDCk/s72-c/birthday(10)+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-5206536769270887720</id><published>2010-01-27T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:36:11.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yum! (or not?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfkOpKKHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rg1X87wjAt4/s1600-h/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431375857875298418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfkOpKKHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rg1X87wjAt4/s320/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I knew  it was going to be bad as soon as I saw the ear to ear smile on K's face and it was. K  came home Saturday night  carrying bags of  'stuff'. The huge bag of fruit from MIL was gratefully received . The tuber? root? potato? less exciting. K on the other hand was well impressed. 'top grade, high quality, expensive, a real treat'  were just a few of the exclamations as he opened the box. Actually it is a rather slimy vegetable that makes your hands itch and has the consistency of wallpaper paste but whatever, as long as i didn't have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfbUoKJMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VtyOaT55zm4/s1600-h/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431375704862893250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfbUoKJMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VtyOaT55zm4/s320/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday, K was talking about lunch by breakfast. He got Lili on board and the two of them cooked(?) lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfTO9HSLI/AAAAAAAAAOw/9UiguDGjgaI/s1600-h/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431375565901220018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfTO9HSLI/AAAAAAAAAOw/9UiguDGjgaI/s320/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Mmmmmm! Ground up tuber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfKoZtSaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EDLcNbfg6aY/s1600-h/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431375418113214882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfKoZtSaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EDLcNbfg6aY/s320/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placed on white rice and topped with soyasauce certainly not something I would choose to eat but I didn't have to cook and we had fish pie and apple and blackberry crumble for tea the night before so I shut up and ate while the rest of the family heaped praise on the tuber and ate copious amounts of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2Ae8RvltqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/v2gwxGnaayk/s1600-h/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431375171512809122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2Ae8RvltqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/v2gwxGnaayk/s320/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then decided to make takoyaki (batter with octopus) with the rest of it for dinner. Dh and Lili bickered the whole way through it.  They wind each other up really badly at the moment it is worse than any sibling stuff. It is very funny to listen to though!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AevQSvDQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q94peLxSSZ8/s1600-h/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431374947785051394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AevQSvDQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q94peLxSSZ8/s400/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You pour the batter into the moulds add octopus chunks wait for it too start setting and then keep turning the batter over until it is a round shape. Toma and Lili did most of the cooking , K supervised and I drank beer! Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2Ad2JXZKfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ofopZCTM9Oc/s1600-h/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431373966672996850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2Ad2JXZKfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ofopZCTM9Oc/s400/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The next day I phoned the lady who gave us the yamaimo and thanked her. She was so pleased that we liked it that she has promised to drop more off in the very near future....on the upside at least I won't have to cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-5206536769270887720?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/5206536769270887720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=5206536769270887720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/5206536769270887720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/5206536769270887720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#5206536769270887720' title='yum! (or not?)'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S2AfkOpKKHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rg1X87wjAt4/s72-c/yamaimo+and+takoyaki+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3731310193311826017</id><published>2010-01-18T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T02:55:50.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wash my nose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know you are fighting a losing battle culturally when your 9 year old asks you to take her to the doctors so she can get her nose washed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Lili was really bunged up with cold on Sunday. Her head and eyes hurt and what with that and a hack of a cough she barely slept last night. (Actually we both hardly slept as she came in crying at 2:30am and asked me to sleep in her bed... and since the humidifier was in her room .. I did)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; So this morning she asked if she could go to the doctor  get her snot sucked out with the nose vaccuum cleaner then have water pushed up one nostril and come out the other one. Yuck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; (Just to keep  the cultures even she is now sat with a  vicks soaked towel over her head in the bath! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I have to say her nose is loads better and fingers crossed she will sleep like a baby tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3731310193311826017?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3731310193311826017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3731310193311826017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3731310193311826017'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3597269415697074901</id><published>2010-01-17T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:37:38.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S1PzdQhqgQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-7qo5LujfH8/s1600-h/spring+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427949659889500418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S1PzdQhqgQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-7qo5LujfH8/s400/spring+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S1PzObVw-9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/h6VIiTODRnU/s1600-h/spring+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427949405094345682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S1PzObVw-9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/h6VIiTODRnU/s400/spring+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had glorious weather on Sunday. It was definitely warmer outside than inside. So using the fact that Lili was full of cold and therefore housebound I dragged Kei outside to sort out the garden. We cleared up all the leaves, twigs and branches (left where they dropped on our end of year pruning session) I weeded the flower beds and K dealt with the veg plot. There are actually some bulbs blooming already and the primroses are beautiful. shh , don't say it too loudly but spring is around the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3597269415697074901?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3597269415697074901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3597269415697074901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3597269415697074901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3597269415697074901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3597269415697074901' title='Spring?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S1PzdQhqgQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/-7qo5LujfH8/s72-c/spring+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-7687829885140353150</id><published>2010-01-14T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T05:55:29.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No socks</title><content type='html'>Lili left for school in the snow this morning. It wasn't settling but it was coming down  thick and fast. She had no coat on just a thin blazer and a scarf and gloves. Fast forward to 3:30pm and she comes home with no socks on. In January.In the freezing cold. Why? Because they got wet while she was playing football in second period. Yep, second period. She has had no socks on since 10am and only flimsy indoor shoe things on her feet.In a school with no heating where they think it is invigorating to open all the windows after every lesson.&lt;br /&gt;I mention this to Kei and his response is 'What's the problem ? She should count herself lucky, in my  day we weren't allowed to wear trousers..'&lt;br /&gt; What is it about enduring the cold that so amazingly character building? I just don't get it. I had to fight every step of the way to get my underfloor heating (3 rooms not the whole house) because Kei felt that you should be able to feel the passing of the seasons. Er... step into the garden.. Here ends the rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-7687829885140353150?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/7687829885140353150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=7687829885140353150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/7687829885140353150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/7687829885140353150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#7687829885140353150' title='No socks'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3972890823167429835</id><published>2010-01-13T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T06:30:14.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03OtIyk27I/AAAAAAAAANo/9uO6uTAuaFg/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426220400900365234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03OtIyk27I/AAAAAAAAANo/9uO6uTAuaFg/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The requested birthday breakfast: egg and soldiers.Spot THE best birthday present this year. Thanks Malina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03Oji5tr0I/AAAAAAAAANg/nFNS3v2YnKg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426220236110933826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03Oji5tr0I/AAAAAAAAANg/nFNS3v2YnKg/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snow  especially for the boy who wanted to build a snowman for his birthday. How cool is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I was rudely awaken by the kindergarden phone tree at 6:36am letting me know that the school buses weren't running and we don't even use the bus. Argg! I then had to rudely awaken the next mum.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03OUmiCp6I/AAAAAAAAANY/zHfryW-VyoU/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426219979387348898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03OUmiCp6I/AAAAAAAAANY/zHfryW-VyoU/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had the snowman done by 7:40 Lili even got to help before she headed off to her freezing cold-we don't believe in heating-elementary school.(She had to be persuaded to wear a wind breaker style jacket-she was worried the teacher would tell her off.Argg again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03N6vPxJlI/AAAAAAAAANQ/q-xOhvqh56Q/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426219535050024530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03N6vPxJlI/AAAAAAAAANQ/q-xOhvqh56Q/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  I know it doesn't look much but it never snows here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03NkPejR6I/AAAAAAAAANI/VFHkyaxaDjM/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426219148564973474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03NkPejR6I/AAAAAAAAANI/VFHkyaxaDjM/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 12:30 and it has nearly all gone. K is home on and off all the time at the moment. The shop is always really quiet this time of year. He suddenly decided to fix something I have been asking him to do for ages.On the coldest day in years with no preparation or tools. Why?I have no idea but I am not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03Nc1tKqGI/AAAAAAAAANA/JOXaOQI9RRk/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426219021387868258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03Nc1tKqGI/AAAAAAAAANA/JOXaOQI9RRk/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to get Toma and saw that they were getting ready for  the Dondoya  ceremony tomorrow. They burn all the old New Year decorations and roast mochi in the fire. He has such a good week this week. Monday was a holiday, Tuesday was the monthly birthday party,today is his birthday, tomorrow is Dondoya and Friday is 'casual day' - a once a month chance to dump the school uniform and wear your own clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03MnLCLxzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/L2-tGzYpDvE/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426218099400230706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03MnLCLxzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/L2-tGzYpDvE/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake. A bit of a cop out this year but Toma was impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03Mbuu9Y7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/x4c01MI3m7k/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426217902824842162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03Mbuu9Y7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/x4c01MI3m7k/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy birthday Toma! We went out for dinner after this because he wanted pizza that 'isn't made by mummy'. The cheek! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3972890823167429835?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3972890823167429835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3972890823167429835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3972890823167429835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3972890823167429835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3972890823167429835' title='6 today!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S03OtIyk27I/AAAAAAAAANo/9uO6uTAuaFg/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3792061638056259673</id><published>2010-01-10T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T08:49:04.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n8WcGAKXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/na3eVM17IsM/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425144688573163890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n8WcGAKXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/na3eVM17IsM/s400/2009-2010jan+880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toma is 6 on Wednesday! He wanted to make a snowman for his birthday but Kei gently persuaded him that ice skating would be even better. (No snow around here.. not like the UK)He found an outside rink on Ebino Plateau on the kumamoto/Miyazaki border. The road up the mountain was deserted and absolutely breathtaking beautiful. There were even deer at the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n8HWpZyOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/OyTYlCjtN4Q/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425144429412993250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n8HWpZyOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/OyTYlCjtN4Q/s400/2009-2010jan+883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we turned a corner and there were 3 car parks full of cars,souvenir shops, restaurants, hot springs and the ice rink.. only in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n7618clMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/k6CDz6j2lqI/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425144214476068034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n7618clMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/k6CDz6j2lqI/s400/2009-2010jan+884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toma was so excited. Lili has been skating a few times and was off in no time but Toma was all over the place. This was him standing on his own for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n7p5TZL0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4wpXTbWcMr4/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425143923319844674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n7p5TZL0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4wpXTbWcMr4/s400/2009-2010jan+886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Snow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n7dDz-OdI/AAAAAAAAAMI/B_LSXT7pg_c/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425143702802545106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n7dDz-OdI/AAAAAAAAAMI/B_LSXT7pg_c/s400/2009-2010jan+887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Wobble....wobble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n7BwERKkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rEO2eqc8TL8/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425143233645718082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n7BwERKkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rEO2eqc8TL8/s400/2009-2010jan+889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              Almost....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n60ZQcD_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ElrNPc91IZo/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425143004184449010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n60ZQcD_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ElrNPc91IZo/s400/2009-2010jan+893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Off on his own at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n6ou1_LFI/AAAAAAAAALw/zlMWDGCXYBs/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425142803820653650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n6ou1_LFI/AAAAAAAAALw/zlMWDGCXYBs/s400/2009-2010jan+894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lili skated almost nonstop. Her feet were killing her when she finally took off her skates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n6cL3EVYI/AAAAAAAAALo/S6-7TSohKHU/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425142588271515010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n6cL3EVYI/AAAAAAAAALo/S6-7TSohKHU/s400/2009-2010jan+897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               Ahh!  A foot spa ....perfect for aching bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n6NtufHpI/AAAAAAAAALg/tzBdY__q9oU/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425142339664289426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n6NtufHpI/AAAAAAAAALg/tzBdY__q9oU/s400/2009-2010jan+899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Nothing like ice cream when you can hardly feel your fingers because you are so cold .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n5rOU3ZMI/AAAAAAAAALY/vrIUYWYxhO8/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141747119776962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n5rOU3ZMI/AAAAAAAAALY/vrIUYWYxhO8/s400/2009-2010jan+900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         That is more like it! Nothing like an onsen for warming you up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n5eXoEoFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/H7tKf2b40lc/s1600-h/2009-2010jan+901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141526277955666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n5eXoEoFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/H7tKf2b40lc/s400/2009-2010jan+901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             And what a view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3792061638056259673?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3792061638056259673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3792061638056259673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3792061638056259673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3792061638056259673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3792061638056259673' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/S0n8WcGAKXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/na3eVM17IsM/s72-c/2009-2010jan+880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-2847619419096122100</id><published>2010-01-04T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:38:03.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet- The Fukuoka Ballet Competition</title><content type='html'>Last year Lili persuaded me to let her take part in ballet competitions. It was quite a big decision because it meant committing to ballet 4/5 times  week and quite abit more money being spent on tutus, entry fees, extra lessons etc but she was determined to do it and I eventually caved in..&lt;br /&gt;   Since September she has been going to special ballet lessons on a Sunday morning to learn a 'variation' . This is her solo. Lili's is a typical beginners one:' The Bluebird' from the ballet 'Sleeping Beauty' . She dances on point for exactly 1minute and 8 seconds.&lt;br /&gt; I had to find her a costume and thought I had lucked out when a friends mum offered to lend us one. Unfortunately  it was a little too long in the body for Lili and was eventually  vetoed by the ballet teacher. We ended up borrowing an older one that had seen better days but was still gorgeous.( The tutu's netting was too soft though and i spent night upon night trying to sort it out. I cried tears of frustration more than once and the costume became the bane of my life)&lt;br /&gt;  She also needed a tiara, stage make up, new tights, point shoes the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;  From December 25th (what?) she had special lessons everyday of winter vacation. Her session started at 11:oo so they needed to be there at 10am to warm up and do their barre lesson. The studio is 30mins away and we decide to let them take the train there as the studio is really near the train station and there were some older girls going too. So Lili went off on the train at 9:37 everyday and came back at 2:48. She loved the train journey. 6 of them travelled together feeling very grown up! I was spared the commute and Toma was spared being dragged here and there-a deal for everyone!&lt;br /&gt; Lili had New Years Day off then 2 more days to practice and finally on January 3rd we headed off to Fukuoka for the competition. The 4th panned out like this.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4am- rudely awoken by alarm and set about putting Lili's hair into a bun helped by half a tube of gel&lt;br /&gt;4:30 A friend and her daughter Michika arrive. Kids set about doing their face make up base. Mothers complain about the early start and make themselves as comfy as they&lt;br /&gt; can in the very small business hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;5am-Kids go across the corridor to the teachers rooms to get their makeup done. Mothers gather in my room to gossip and moan about the early start.&lt;br /&gt;5:30-8am Kids start coming out with full face make up on and false eye lashes (really! on a 9 year old?)&lt;br /&gt;8-9am bags are packed and double checked. earrings stuck on , arms and backs covered in make up. Costumes put on and the backs sewn up.(to stop the hooks coming undone in that loooong 1minute 8secs solo.)&lt;br /&gt;9am We bundle into taxis and head to Sun Palace theatre. Pop concerts are put on here and it looks pretty daunting as we head to the backstage.&lt;br /&gt;10am.Lili goes through to the dressing rooms.  I  wasn't asked to help out backstage so I don't have a pass.(hurray-Lili is nervous but only pissy with me, well that is what mums are for i suppose, so glad to hand her over to someone else)&lt;br /&gt;10-11am Mums wait for the competition to begin. Kids have their ballet shoes ribbons sewn together and final touches done.Then they go in groups to the rehearsal rooms to warm up.&lt;br /&gt;11am Lili is number 15 and in the first group of 30 to come onto the stage to accustom themselves to the size and floor. Lili looks happy and confident as she spins around trying not to bump into the other 29 girls spinning around on the floor. Mother is a nervous wreck with symptoms very similar to morning sickness as she tries to find daughter amongst all the other 'bluebirds' on stage.&lt;br /&gt;11:05 : 5 judges come in and the automatic scoreboard is activated. Mother is beyond nervous.Of the first 15 dances 10 are 'bluebird' .Some are so-so some are absolutely bloody amazing. I just hope Lili can complete the routine... and she does!! Her legs could have been higher , she wobbled a few times and finished  2  seconds too soon but she did it!!! After what seemed like an age her score flashed up...96... not bad at all for her first time. She probably needed at least a hundred to qualify for the next round but no one was expecting her to do that this time. I am so proud of her what a star!&lt;br /&gt;12pm Whilst daughter is still backstage taking off her make up I realise I haven't eaten anything yet today( too early, too nervous!) and watching other peoples daughters dance is actually quite boring and I sneak out of the theatre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 5pm we are back at home watching the DVD of her performance too tired to move but very pleased with ourselves .&lt;br /&gt; Obviously this isn't going to end at one competition Lili is already asking if she can take part in a competition in March but it isn't as daunting anymore and you never know I might even master the whole sewing thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-2847619419096122100?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/2847619419096122100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=2847619419096122100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2847619419096122100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2847619419096122100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#2847619419096122100' title='Ballet- The Fukuoka Ballet Competition'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-5243238647861778842</id><published>2009-12-29T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:58:24.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! Where has the year gone? I had all these big plans for 2009 including blogging at least twice a week.  Ha! September to December just flew by packed with 'events'. I had letters i wanted to write, people i wanted to see and things I wanted to do... The garden is much improved but still nowhere near finished. We still haven't bought bedside lamps for our bedroom and it will be 4 years in April since we moved  in! I need a list of things to do in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;  We had a lovely Christmas in the end. I roasted a huge turkey that we ate for 5 days in a row! The kids opened their stockings and presents from father Christmas first thing in the morning then we had a cooked breakfast and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; went to ballet and K went to work .When K came back at 6 (very early for him!) we had the table laid and turkey cooked and the kids were desperate to open all those other presents waiting under the tree!K and I got nicely drunk and we had a long conversation with everyone at home in England. Not quite the  same as Christmas in the UK but lovely all the same! (the trick is to not venture into the real world where life is going on as normal but cocoon yourself in your own little world at home!)&lt;br /&gt;  Preparations for the New Year are now in full  swing. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; of work places have been off since the 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. The shops are heaving with people buying the new year food. (freezing cold food that would traditionally last for 3 days but these days it is soon replaced by sukiyaki and curry rice)&lt;br /&gt;Cars are supposed to be filled with petrol and clean. Houses are cleaned from top to bottom. All outstanding debts paid . End of year gifts bought. New Year cards written. Hair cut. Houses decorated. The list goes on and on...  Of course K is working. This is THE busiest time of the year for him. Lots of parties and end of year gifts. The shop will be closed on the 1st but busy again on the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; as people head to relatives homes armed with sake.(fingers crossed!) This is a good thing for me! The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PIL's&lt;/span&gt; house is freezing coupled with cold food and bad TV and one day is enough!&lt;br /&gt;  So Happy New Year everyone !  I will be (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;theoretically&lt;/span&gt;) posting more in the new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-5243238647861778842?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/5243238647861778842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=5243238647861778842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/5243238647861778842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/5243238647861778842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#5243238647861778842' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-8110812690187928285</id><published>2009-10-31T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:07:02.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Zp7K7HCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RrfKkln4LA0/s1600-h/garden+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999736335932450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Zp7K7HCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RrfKkln4LA0/s400/garden+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love Singapore Airport. It is the most traveller friendly airport I have ever been too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Zi5NNYsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/spW-WL15_Lc/s1600-h/garden+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999615549563586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Zi5NNYsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/spW-WL15_Lc/s400/garden+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am also very pleased &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; persuaded me we had to go to the pool again. We spent nearly 4 hours there just chilling and it was  bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Zc1xTegI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Boj4gn_ItUI/s1600-h/garden+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999511548000770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Zc1xTegI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Boj4gn_ItUI/s400/garden+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wandered around doing free arts and crafts, exploring the butterfly park and adventure playgrounds before heading for our UK flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0ZSXPy_yI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_cgxICQsv_A/s1600-h/garden+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999331555704610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0ZSXPy_yI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_cgxICQsv_A/s400/garden+09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a few days at home getting over the inevitable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jetlag&lt;/span&gt; we headed to my sisters. She was pretty run off her feet the whole time with PTA and end of term stuff but she still made us feel really at home and it was lovely to catch up with my niece and nephews! Amelie in particular had grown so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0ZJiB5PyI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m1a5MR_t3yY/s1600-h/garden+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999179831361314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0ZJiB5PyI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m1a5MR_t3yY/s400/garden+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; While &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; was at ballet school from 9 to 4  everyday  Toma  played with his cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0ZBeMpcaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3zc-ah3rM7s/s1600-h/garden+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999041363767714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0ZBeMpcaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3zc-ah3rM7s/s400/garden+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Y53mS7LI/AAAAAAAAAJo/FEbhAgpkrZo/s1600-h/garden+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398998910743276722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Y53mS7LI/AAAAAAAAAJo/FEbhAgpkrZo/s400/garden+09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; had a great time again at dance school  but wants to stay in residences next time because it was quite hard to make friends. (compared to the following week in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Peterborough&lt;/span&gt; where she made friends within seconds of arriving at day camp!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0YtasMoxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F_2GMg1k6wI/s1600-h/garden+09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398998696824972050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0YtasMoxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/F_2GMg1k6wI/s400/garden+09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  My sister and Amelie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Yk-E-N_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/cP20AIHKEsQ/s1600-h/garden+09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398998551705303026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Yk-E-N_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/cP20AIHKEsQ/s400/garden+09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum doesn't inspire me to start running  half marathons but she does inspire me in many, many other things!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0YO6Q9EvI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/IeUoeV0bqCk/s1600-h/garden+09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398998172724695794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0YO6Q9EvI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/IeUoeV0bqCk/s400/garden+09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A family BBQ in our back garden. Organised with military precision and enjoyed by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0YFZs3oSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/owoQvY2jdiY/s1600-h/garden+09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398998009364586786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0YFZs3oSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/owoQvY2jdiY/s400/garden+09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  In Japan the boys rough house constantly. They  play  power ranger type games  all the time . Sometimes the fighting gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt;  too real, there are a few tears and then it starts all over again. Poor Toma had a hard time coping with the whole PC thing in England. (sorry to anyone who was thumped, karate kicked or just caught totally unexpectedly with Toma coming at them full force!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0X5Oy3K6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/IhlZmMdlLlY/s1600-h/garden+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398997800278502306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0X5Oy3K6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/IhlZmMdlLlY/s400/garden+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids love being able to ride their bikes when they are at grandma's house.  They don't get  chance to cycle much here so they had the bikes out almost everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Disneyland in Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0XkN8zVbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/rAoggaIIQKw/s1600-h/garden+09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398997439274505650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0XkN8zVbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/rAoggaIIQKw/s400/garden+09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad came with us to Disneyland. We all had a really good time . The kids want to go again next year... I was still pretty ill but putting on a brave face (well almost always!) and in full leader mode. A necessary evil as it was really busy! So glad we ended up at a 3 star hotel instead of the 2 star(non air conditioned) hotel i had originally chosen as I think it might have pushed Dad over the edge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0W92S5a6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/yU8v8dIHtQc/s1600-h/garden+09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398996780089699234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0W92S5a6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/yU8v8dIHtQc/s400/garden+09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were the perfect age for it and mum and dad impressed me by doing some pretty hair raising rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0WpLNCaCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lmsad5UNOS8/s1600-h/garden+09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398996424925014050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0WpLNCaCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lmsad5UNOS8/s400/garden+09+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0WYgTPozI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eU7ncDcNiFg/s1600-h/garden+09+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398996138530415410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0WYgTPozI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eU7ncDcNiFg/s400/garden+09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0WOa6yCQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AQK5G4fg0cw/s1600-h/garden+09+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398995965286942978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0WOa6yCQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AQK5G4fg0cw/s400/garden+09+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely worth staying at the resort even if the hotel was mediocre being  10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; away from the hotel meant we could watch the parade and fireworks until 11pm and be back in the park at 8am the next day for queue free rides until the park opened to the general public at 10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0WD9W7j9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IcH7ZPT8rC0/s1600-h/garden+09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398995785553252306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0WD9W7j9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IcH7ZPT8rC0/s400/garden+09+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to catch up with some friends. Tyler and her family are really settled in the UK now . We left the kids to it and chatted for 48 hours straight. I really miss Tyler .... We also got to see Karen and her gorgeous baby Oliver but only briefly as Toma got suspected swine flu and Mum had to come rescue us! Will  definitely be back again next year. And last but not least Emma and Emily who I hadn't seen  for ages! (hello there!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0V61a--9I/AAAAAAAAAII/3hhnCIh37lk/s1600-h/garden+09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398995628803947474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0V61a--9I/AAAAAAAAAII/3hhnCIh37lk/s400/garden+09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did I mention how much I love Singapore airport? Free bouncy castle- unlimited usage while mother sleeps in corner near by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-8110812690187928285?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/8110812690187928285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=8110812690187928285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/8110812690187928285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/8110812690187928285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#8110812690187928285' title='Summer 2009'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Zp7K7HCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RrfKkln4LA0/s72-c/garden+09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3028849262551794519</id><published>2009-10-31T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:48:58.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet and more ballet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Rx7oVtkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/blcbt9opY2I/s1600-h/garden+09+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398991077805241922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Rx7oVtkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/blcbt9opY2I/s320/garden+09+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Toma's sports day was sandwiched between two ballet shows for Lili. Nothing big just appearing in a couple of dance festivals but they still  needed all the make up done etc. Lili was really excited because she got to wear points for both of them and it is always fun for them to have a performance and wear the tutus and costumes&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0RmAbmg7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3mfQ7dEPf6c/s1600-h/garden+09+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398990872935564210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0RmAbmg7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3mfQ7dEPf6c/s320/garden+09+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0RTfWUTqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S94xxR-keDs/s1600-h/garden+09+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398990554817384098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0RTfWUTqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S94xxR-keDs/s320/garden+09+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               I will see if I can get some video up  later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3028849262551794519?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3028849262551794519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3028849262551794519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3028849262551794519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3028849262551794519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3028849262551794519' title='Ballet and more ballet'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Rx7oVtkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/blcbt9opY2I/s72-c/garden+09+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1018573560160268228</id><published>2009-10-31T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:38:31.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0P9jBLaII/AAAAAAAAAHA/wigmoWKcsjo/s1600-h/garden+09+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398989078333712514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0P9jBLaII/AAAAAAAAAHA/wigmoWKcsjo/s320/garden+09+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                 The smallest party. There are 8 altogether. Most have about 20 kids attending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0P0NdaDgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/z0VRT6dz3-A/s1600-h/garden+09+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398988917927710210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0P0NdaDgI/AAAAAAAAAG4/z0VRT6dz3-A/s320/garden+09+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Toma loves his skeleton costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1018573560160268228?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1018573560160268228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1018573560160268228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1018573560160268228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1018573560160268228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1018573560160268228' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0P9jBLaII/AAAAAAAAAHA/wigmoWKcsjo/s72-c/garden+09+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-6471345988033433711</id><published>2009-10-31T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:32:31.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother spreads flu around zoo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Ge13TKEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mfwc8JgtbEw/s1600-h/garden+09+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398978655211956290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Ge13TKEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mfwc8JgtbEw/s320/garden+09+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               Well I hope it was worth it! Toma certainly had a good time.&lt;br /&gt; After assuring the staff at kindergarden that I couldn't possibly have flu because we had all had it in England  we got on a coach with all the kids , mothers and a scattering of fathers from Toma's class and headed for the zoo.  We had the obligatory group picture, then free time, lunch and a couple more hours free time. The highlight was the amusement rides and the  animals only got a cursory glance but the boys were sooo  excited  it was pretty infectious.&lt;br /&gt;For the mums the highlight had to be watching them in the mirror maze. They went running in and were screaming and laughing as one by one they hit their heads on the glass (we could hear the thuds from outside!) after about 15 minutes there was alot less conversation and still no sign of  anyone being able to make it out! -very good value for money. Finally Toma made it out first (the star!) and started screaming instructions to the others and after a further 5 mins everyone was out. They threw themselves on the grass in exhaustion.. 100yen well spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That evening  Lili developed a fever and had to miss her field trip  the next day. Alarm bells started ringing as her BF from ballet had flu so I took her to the doctors to be screened. Doctor thought my hack of a cough was suspicious and tested me too- we both have swine flu! So not only did I do two Halloween parties with flu but I went on a coach trip too- how popular am I going to be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-6471345988033433711?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/6471345988033433711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=6471345988033433711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/6471345988033433711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/6471345988033433711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#6471345988033433711' title='Mother spreads flu around zoo.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Su0Ge13TKEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mfwc8JgtbEw/s72-c/garden+09+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-5097647855613456970</id><published>2009-07-11T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:18:13.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllxK3hgroI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-lvAz59K8XY/s1600-h/garden+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357437663251050114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllxK3hgroI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-lvAz59K8XY/s320/garden+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sllw_ZkOnEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eKfZ1R1CZ3w/s1600-h/garden+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357437466230824002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sllw_ZkOnEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eKfZ1R1CZ3w/s320/garden+09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sllw0_coc6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/UAFjJXbmqSs/s1600-h/garden+09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357437287420949410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sllw0_coc6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/UAFjJXbmqSs/s320/garden+09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every summer Toma's Kindergarden has a stag beetle hunt and every summer we have missed it. Luckily they moved it forward this year and Toma has been looking forward to it for weeks. The rain has been terrible all week .(The rainy season started late this year and is dragging on.. yuck) but but this morning was sunshine thank god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't go but here are some of K's photos. ( The kindergarden has huge grounds , with a wood and a farm garden as well as a playground and track. ) They bred the beetles  at school and then put up all this  netting  and let the beetles go. Toma brought home 5! I am so happy we are going to the UK in 3 days and I won't be responsible for keeping them alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-5097647855613456970?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/5097647855613456970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=5097647855613456970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/5097647855613456970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/5097647855613456970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#5097647855613456970' title='Finally..'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllxK3hgroI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-lvAz59K8XY/s72-c/garden+09+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1311908572268375236</id><published>2009-07-11T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:04:24.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beetles and Bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Slls3esRolI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DKH-OBAqeqY/s1600-h/garden+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432932121289298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Slls3esRolI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DKH-OBAqeqY/s320/garden+09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last weekend K finally got around to cutting back the grass on the embankment between our house and the neighbours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllspEoRKiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5bMNbEVUDQ8/s1600-h/garden+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432684606990882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllspEoRKiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/5bMNbEVUDQ8/s320/garden+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           Not  much fun at the best of times but in 90% humidity pretty horrific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllshS0_R5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/swb0Kl3Ryao/s1600-h/garden+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432550979487634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllshS0_R5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/swb0Kl3Ryao/s320/garden+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Toma  spends most of the summer with a net in his hand catching  grasshoppers,frogs   and beetles .The overgrown bank was his favourite  spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllsZXBMKRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/0hahue20byU/s1600-h/garden+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432414665451794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SllsZXBMKRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/0hahue20byU/s320/garden+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   One last try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1311908572268375236?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1311908572268375236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1311908572268375236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1311908572268375236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-4022850538021658402</id><published>2009-07-01T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:54:21.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one for grandma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12eefc5fa229f0c2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=12eefc5fa229f0c2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/4022850538021658402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=4022850538021658402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4022850538021658402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4022850538021658402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#4022850538021658402' title='Another one for grandma!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1803509828712862236</id><published>2009-07-01T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:41:59.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elementary School</title><content type='html'>Today was the 3rd time I taught at Lili's school. I am loving it. They are pretty disorganised and it is sooo  hard for me to go with the flow but I am. It is entirely voluntary but the headmaster is trying to get some funding and you never know.&lt;br /&gt; More than the money I love being back in  a  real classroom.  I have been going in twice a month to read picture books , part of a PTA thing and of course being the only caucasian Mum most of the kids know me but now I get to go to the staffroom and  talk to  people who work for a living quite unusual in my day to day life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I also get to see Lili's teacher who is lovely and always gives me titbits of information about her school life which I wouldn't normally hear. Unfortunately I also get to teach with some teachers who might end up teaching Lili next year and I can't help critiquing them. One guy was Mr. Condescending and I was plotting to out him for the rest of the afternoon. I can't stand condescending teachers there is just no need to put kids down to make yourself look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Luckily the teachers today were really good. The first one is 23 (first year of teaching) and called Keisuke. How can you not like someone with the same name as your husband! The second one is  a bit of a legend around here being a shit hot handball coach and an amazing teacher. You only need to walk into his class to feel the respect the kids have for him. (oh and he went to this school  himself just like K but 2 years above him  - so we are connected in a hundred different ways.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So that is what I am doing Wednesday mornings just in case you wondered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1803509828712862236?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1803509828712862236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1803509828712862236&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1803509828712862236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1803509828712862236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1803509828712862236' title='Elementary School'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3950784877531766878</id><published>2009-07-01T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:05:30.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SktC2zCXwII/AAAAAAAAAFw/oN6hDHTcd-w/s1600-h/garden+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353446091240489090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SktC2zCXwII/AAAAAAAAAFw/oN6hDHTcd-w/s320/garden+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday I was handed a huge bag of very ripe tomatoes by a students mum. (This is one of the reasons we don't grow tomatoes- we receive ridiculous amounts of them in the summer. The other reason is we are crap at growing tomatoes..) Since we have a load of basil in the garden I made fresh tomato sauce and froze it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;K often cooks on Sundays and this week he decided to make pesto with some more of that basil. (Pesto can be found here but it is rare and quite expensive) It was yum but really garlicky . We also had our first batch of blackberries so I made a crumble. K wondered out loud if you can make anything else with blackberries so if anyone has anymore ideas let me know. Although ,I can throw together a crumble in 15 mins so it would have to be good to replace the crumble!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was it for culinary delights but we also got plums off the tree, 2 okra and some peppers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am well and truly hooked! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3950784877531766878?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3950784877531766878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3950784877531766878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3950784877531766878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3950784877531766878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3950784877531766878' title='The Good Life!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SktC2zCXwII/AAAAAAAAAFw/oN6hDHTcd-w/s72-c/garden+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1991720342995684051</id><published>2009-07-01T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T03:35:06.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ballerina's broken toe?</title><content type='html'>Fridays are beyond hectic. I send Lili off to school  at 7:30 am  and I don't see her again until around 11pm. Kei  picks the kids up from school and takes them to the shop/baachan,jiichans (PIL) .  I finish work around 9:30pm but the kids like to hang out at the shop until daddy finishes and Friday is one of his busiest days.&lt;br /&gt; Anyway last Friday Lili limped into the house. A  6th grader had stepped on her foot and it had swollen right up. Arg! No one had thought to put ice on it which is strange because obaachan loves to put ice on bumps.  I sorted her out and sent her off to bath and bed but the next day it was no better so we popped to the doctor to check it wasn't broken. The doctor took an x-ray and declared it ok but bruised. She  was banned from walking to school (yeah!) and from points at ballet until we are back from the UK. Obviously Lili was devastated but she has been hamming it up and limping  around for days now so I think she is secretly enjoying herself.&lt;br /&gt;  Keep your fingers crossed that T and L are getting all injuries and sickness out of the way this week and that our  flight to the uk will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1991720342995684051?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1991720342995684051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1991720342995684051&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1991720342995684051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1991720342995684051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1991720342995684051' title='The ballerina&apos;s broken toe?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-2188729555437169622</id><published>2009-06-30T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:57:42.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Measles...</title><content type='html'>Toma  had measles and yes he did have his jabs! Apparently you can still  get it. It was pretty mild but he has been ill  since last  Thursday, diagnosed with tonsillitis on  Saturday, woke up with a rash on Sunday and was finally back at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kindergarden&lt;/span&gt; this morning. &lt;br /&gt;  I was rather put out about missing my book club meeting on Saturday night which led to a melt down on  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; along the lines of: 'Why  the hell does my life come to a standstill when the kids are ill but you  get to carry as normal !'  K was of course working but all the same.. Still I was shocked when the doctor said measles and rather glad I had stayed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-2188729555437169622?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/2188729555437169622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=2188729555437169622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2188729555437169622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2188729555437169622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#2188729555437169622' title='Measles...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-2349124821031823123</id><published>2009-06-25T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T07:18:05.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was just sat reading the comments mum posted on  here when the room  shook. Not alot but enough to make my tummy  turn over. I feel a whole lot safer now we are in our house and not our old apartment. Of course the first thing we did was switch on the TV to see how strong it was. Only a 3 so not too bad but it has been a while since we had an earthquake. It reminds me that we should really be more prepared. I know what we are supposed to have but we never get around to  doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-2349124821031823123?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/2349124821031823123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2349124821031823123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2349124821031823123'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-6195020430584321335</id><published>2009-06-24T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T02:48:34.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a great start to the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SkH0i9IGa9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/oZwtvrZ4t60/s1600-h/garden+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350826713654127570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SkH0i9IGa9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/oZwtvrZ4t60/s320/garden+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             The view from the back of my house about 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SkH0Z4vg_HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IJoVMLdGSlA/s1600-h/garden+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350826557858446450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SkH0Z4vg_HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IJoVMLdGSlA/s320/garden+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   This  evening. The far right hand fields have been planted with rice already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SkH0RjJ4BgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/F641ycp9T_0/s1600-h/garden+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350826414624474626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SkH0RjJ4BgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/F641ycp9T_0/s320/garden+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear the farmer who owns the fields behind our house started ploughing at 4am. Ugh. I know it is cooler in the morning. I know he takes time off from  his real job to farm the family field. But 4am. Luckily we had torrential rain, thunder and lightning last night so at least all the windows were closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would seem that the son comes and prepares the paddy field and then the parents (in their 80's?) sow the rice plants. They only got half of it done today so I bet I am in for another early morning tomorrow. The highlight will be in September when the use a model helicopter to spray their crop and my garden with toxic chemicals. Even so I would much rather have rice fields to look onto than some apartment building or worse. I always sigh with  relief when I see them out in the field in June, free  from developers for one more year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Ok, Toma is out bowling with K and now I have to  go pick up Lili from ballet, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-6195020430584321335?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/6195020430584321335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=6195020430584321335&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/6195020430584321335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/6195020430584321335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#6195020430584321335' title='Not a great start to the day!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SkH0i9IGa9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/oZwtvrZ4t60/s72-c/garden+09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-4555774260244593757</id><published>2009-06-22T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:12:29.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet</title><content type='html'>I am now officially a 'ballet mum' . Lili does ballet 5 times a week. Yes, five times a week! Sat, Sun,Mon, Tues, Wed. Saturday and Tuesday are in Tamana so no problem there. K  can help out and we just drop her off and come home. The other days  the studio is  20 mins away.  Alot more hassle. Everything requires careful planning. We normally have an hour to get her changed, hair done, homework done and dinner eaten. No mean feat. On Mondays there is piano to squeeze in as well. &lt;br /&gt;  Why  do I  let her do it? She loves it. She shines when she is dancing. Lili was pretty shy when she was younger and even now she hates standing out. (And she certainly stands out!) But dancing is different she has alot more confidence now and is on a natural high after every lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Homework gets done in a snap and the idea of having to quit ballet if her school work suffers has kept her very focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So what is there to moan about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The ballet mums are a nightmare. They have far to much free time on their hands and like nothing better than to bitch.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ballet teachers are a breed onto their own. Classes always run over. NOTHING is more important than ballet.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sewing now plays a bigger part in my life than was ever meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;4. My days off are busier than my work days..&lt;br /&gt;5. It costs a bloody fortune!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-4555774260244593757?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/4555774260244593757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=4555774260244593757&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4555774260244593757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4555774260244593757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#4555774260244593757' title='Ballet'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1923026412207530581</id><published>2009-06-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:25:43.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33.6  degrees!</title><content type='html'>Today  was hot. Really hot. 33.6 c Far too  hot to do much if you didn't have too. Unfortunately for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kei&lt;/span&gt; he was working. The rest of us put the air conditioner on (first time this summer) and slumped in front of the T.V.  Apparently it is going to rain for a week starting tomorrow so it should be a bit cooler  but a lot more humid.  Still, there is something about the evenings on really hot days, balmy evenings with light wind and the sound of cicada or, in our case, frogs that I  love.&lt;br /&gt;  Happy Fathers Day Dad! will phone I promise.&lt;br /&gt;Oh  and I changed the comments setting so that everyone can post without a google id etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1923026412207530581?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1923026412207530581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1923026412207530581&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1923026412207530581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1923026412207530581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1923026412207530581' title='33.6  degrees!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-7768474405173039168</id><published>2009-06-20T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T07:53:44.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pottery day at Kindergarden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz1QwzGuUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MJ-6djB5W-s/s1600-h/garden+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349420125735270722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz1QwzGuUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MJ-6djB5W-s/s320/garden+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Friday we had a  thing at kindergarden. Every year the top class  make the appropriate animal for the Chinese new year for the year they graduate. 2010 is the year of the Tiger. Lilli's was a Dog- so much easier.  (can you see the  decorated bamboo in the photo above? that is for Tanabata  festival on the 7th of July. The kids hang up wishes on the tree. Toma wants to be a action hero, no surprises there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz1L8fRlFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Wm-bYtHUjuI/s1600-h/garden+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349420042973975634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz1L8fRlFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Wm-bYtHUjuI/s320/garden+09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Toma with his friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz1E7idSiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9JT1YoCn6iQ/s1600-h/garden+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349419922459806242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz1E7idSiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9JT1YoCn6iQ/s320/garden+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      All the mums and kids in the main hall    getting ready  to make our tigers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz03C3ZbFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IS4ewkp7hPo/s1600-h/garden+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349419683908512850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz03C3ZbFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IS4ewkp7hPo/s320/garden+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     The finished  thing.  We have to go back again to paint them.  Unfortunately Mummy  forgot to write our name on it. Hope it can find  its way back to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-7768474405173039168?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/7768474405173039168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=7768474405173039168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/7768474405173039168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/7768474405173039168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#7768474405173039168' title='Pottery day at Kindergarden'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz1QwzGuUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MJ-6djB5W-s/s72-c/garden+09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3250155364119726026</id><published>2009-06-20T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T07:38:57.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to ride his bicycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz0GAQ0wiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sl9_URKacfA/s1600-h/garden+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349418841396265506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz0GAQ0wiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sl9_URKacfA/s320/garden+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjzynqfoGwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tXKpUMehvXw/s1600-h/garden+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349417220645067522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjzynqfoGwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tXKpUMehvXw/s320/garden+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we dropped Lili off at ballet Toma and I popped to the local beach to practise riding his bike. He is not at all interested but there are so many more opportunities to ride when we are in England so I really want him to master it before we go. After a very trying 30mins using up every ounce of patience I own this is Toma holding up 9 fingers to show how many seconds he rode his bike before braking. Take my word for it , he is no where near riding yet but I promised we would go home if he stayed on for more than 5 seconds without braking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3250155364119726026?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3250155364119726026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3250155364119726026&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3250155364119726026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3250155364119726026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3250155364119726026' title='Learning to ride his bicycle'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sjz0GAQ0wiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sl9_URKacfA/s72-c/garden+09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1054452442236024674</id><published>2009-06-16T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:06:51.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>down and out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdSVo2FyLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_SU-XkVocNU/s1600-h/garden+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347833614220773554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdSVo2FyLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_SU-XkVocNU/s320/garden+09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lili is ill. Actually she was pretty ill yesterday too but refused to miss ballet so I figured she couldn't be that ill, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out she has a nasty bout of tonsillitis. I know it is nasty because the doctor insisted on showing me her tonsils. Huge with white spots all over them. I obviously didn't realise what she would put up with in order to not miss her beloved ballet. Infact despite having a really high fever this morning and not being able to speak or eat she still cried her eyes out about missing swimming at school(dilapidated outside pool that the students clean themselves...) and ballet tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor recommended an IV. Yes, thats right, an IV. The japanese love them. I usually just say thanks but no thanks but since Lili is desperate to go to school tomorrow I agreed. 30 mins later we were home and Lili was already perking up. By noon her fever was gone and her throat much better. She is sure she will be ok for school tomorrow, we'll see....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1054452442236024674?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1054452442236024674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1054452442236024674&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1054452442236024674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1054452442236024674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1054452442236024674' title='down and out'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdSVo2FyLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_SU-XkVocNU/s72-c/garden+09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3588072879797724708</id><published>2009-06-16T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:52:44.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdNu0SNOKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kfI3aVvURlM/s1600-h/garden+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347828549230082210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdNu0SNOKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kfI3aVvURlM/s320/garden+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                Gina  (so  cute and never without her glittery purse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdNoe_VSYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/INQZaGXE29s/s1600-h/garden+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347828440434559362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdNoe_VSYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/INQZaGXE29s/s320/garden+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Toma, Kei, Lili and Emma watching HSM 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdNUCmwblI/AAAAAAAAAEI/htj-OSQnods/s1600-h/garden+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347828089217904210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdNUCmwblI/AAAAAAAAAEI/htj-OSQnods/s320/garden+09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Fiona, Anne Marie and Charmaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3588072879797724708?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3588072879797724708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3588072879797724708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3588072879797724708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3588072879797724708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3588072879797724708' title='Saturday night'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SjdNu0SNOKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kfI3aVvURlM/s72-c/garden+09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-4071166005744271376</id><published>2009-06-15T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:37:57.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had a lovely weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend was very busy but lots of fun.  On  Saturday morning  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; had a school thing.  Once a year there is an event organised by the PTA for the year group and their families. Last year  we had a P.E. specialist come in and do a session  which was really fun. This year  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kyuden&lt;/span&gt; (the regional power company) came in and  did a  hands on talk on hydro electricity. The  speakers brought in huge balls filled with different gases and the kids had a great time trying to work out  the differences. They then made a static electricity  powered light each.   The highlight was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kakikori&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tabehodai&lt;/span&gt; (as much as you can eat crushed ice drink) lots of kids walking around with green, red and blue  tongues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  We rushed back home for a quick tidy up and to make a couple of salads and 2 blackberry and apple crumbles  before our  guests  arrived. Charmaine and co were first to arrive. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt;  was delighted to see Emma again. They disappeared into her room almost straight away only to come down later covered in makeup.  Then Fiona arrived with Gina. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt;  is 11 and decided he would rather go fishing than hang out with a group of girls, understandable! And lastly  Anne Marie  arrived.  Everyone is so busy these days it is really hard to get everyone together but it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; nice when we do.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; The highlight of the evening was probably  cranium  played while drinking copious amounts of alcohol and eating far too much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Swiss&lt;/span&gt; chocolate supplied by Anne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Marie's&lt;/span&gt; cousin who had just been over for a visit. My face ached from laughing and humming !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  The next day we  had a leisurely breakfast and lots of caffeine before I kicked everyone out around noon so that I could nurse my headache. K  obviously realised I wouldn't be up for much and took the kids out for the afternoon  returning with  dinner,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-4071166005744271376?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/4071166005744271376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4071166005744271376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4071166005744271376'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-5514156273692175329</id><published>2009-06-11T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:48:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Struck down with a tummy bug!</title><content type='html'>Sorry the blog has been so quiet this week. I  woke up in the middle of the night on Tuesday and promptly threw up. Continued to do so  all day Tuesday. I had to cancel work which I rarely do because phoning all the mums is so much hassle it is easier to work but had a fever  so I figured the mums wouldn't really want me near their kids anyway.&lt;br /&gt;  K was a star and took over all the school runs,  ballet runs  etc but he  didn't get many points for throwing a  bottle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pocari&lt;/span&gt; Sweat (think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lucazade&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;)- lovely name for a drink though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pocari&lt;/span&gt; Sweat don't you think!) in my direction and fleeing the scene.  Lost 3 kilos though so not all bad!!&lt;br /&gt;   I was back to normal by Wednesday afternoon but spent the rest of the week chasing my tail trying to catch up on all the stuff that should have been done when I was hiding out under my duvet on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;   No sign of anyone  else  getting it yet  although  K  had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;psychosomatic  symptons  from the moment I threw up ....  getting more like his father  everyday LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-5514156273692175329?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/5514156273692175329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=5514156273692175329&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/5514156273692175329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/5514156273692175329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#5514156273692175329' title='Struck down with a tummy bug!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-8970929351278082687</id><published>2009-06-07T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:52:21.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our  sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixdIc5CPtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2gRqTqdfzNU/s1600-h/garden+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344749257557688018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixdIc5CPtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2gRqTqdfzNU/s320/garden+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, we harvested those potatoes. loads more than last year. I don't know who enjoyed themselves more the kids or K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixdCvIfTlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2q9v5ElzEF0/s1600-h/garden+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344749159375130194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixdCvIfTlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2q9v5ElzEF0/s320/garden+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     This is the only smile  Toma can do at the  moment- but isn't it cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sixc87bjcZI/AAAAAAAAADw/TOzoNx1FL34/s1600-h/garden+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344749059597103506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sixc87bjcZI/AAAAAAAAADw/TOzoNx1FL34/s320/garden+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was doing the ballet run K and Toma were playing shogi . Don't ask me how it works but it is Tomas favourite thing to do at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sixc3du3etI/AAAAAAAAADo/tSB_-S-4WVg/s1600-h/garden+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748965725698770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sixc3du3etI/AAAAAAAAADo/tSB_-S-4WVg/s320/garden+09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              The  'I've  won'  victory  smile  apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sixcx2RGEBI/AAAAAAAAADg/wBatA0Vc-58/s1600-h/garden+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748869232496658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sixcx2RGEBI/AAAAAAAAADg/wBatA0Vc-58/s320/garden+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                We decided to have a BBQ  and Lili  was on rice ball  duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixcslBQclI/AAAAAAAAADY/zw1HfRdKGBM/s1600-h/garden+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748778703319634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixcslBQclI/AAAAAAAAADY/zw1HfRdKGBM/s320/garden+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               Did  we really need every piece of camping equipment out for a family  BBQ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixclTkrqpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9XBBo_Cm2IU/s1600-h/garden+09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748653760981650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixclTkrqpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9XBBo_Cm2IU/s320/garden+09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the metal box and blue bin? That is the reason for the BBQ. K brought home the left over  beer  from the festival  the night before.The blue bin was full of ice.(which ended up down T-shirts and in pants later of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sixcbnyp4jI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ud3tazh61Bg/s1600-h/garden+09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748487389602354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sixcbnyp4jI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ud3tazh61Bg/s320/garden+09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   and of course we  finished with fireworks ,well,  sparklers  really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixcUdH8SxI/AAAAAAAAADA/6QUSFOr8FEE/s1600-h/garden+09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748364267014930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixcUdH8SxI/AAAAAAAAADA/6QUSFOr8FEE/s320/garden+09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   We  had a really  lovely Sunday but I am suffering today  AND I didn't get to  speak to my nephew Charlie  on his birthday- sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-8970929351278082687?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/8970929351278082687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=8970929351278082687&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/8970929351278082687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/8970929351278082687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#8970929351278082687' title='our  sunday'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SixdIc5CPtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2gRqTqdfzNU/s72-c/garden+09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-2251764674930114989</id><published>2009-06-06T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:59:15.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the veg plot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqB8Gj1jFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rfeuttjYIZs/s1600-h/garden+09+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344226777381571666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqB8Gj1jFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rfeuttjYIZs/s320/garden+09+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two veg plots. In the little one in the forefront we have asparagus, butternut squash, strawberries , basil  and we are attempting to grow rhubarb  from seed! Oh and a artichoke seedling.  (Look Dad  someone bought that house!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqBvd8OblI/AAAAAAAAACw/IwKTA1x-sfk/s1600-h/garden+09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344226560319581778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqBvd8OblI/AAAAAAAAACw/IwKTA1x-sfk/s320/garden+09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the back we have  okra (ladies fingers) planted a couple of weeks ago. We had no success with these at all  last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqBnssiIBI/AAAAAAAAACo/irw3oCWgrKA/s1600-h/garden+09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344226426841341970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqBnssiIBI/AAAAAAAAACo/irw3oCWgrKA/s320/garden+09+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Potatoes. Ready for harvesting tomorrow afternoon  with the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqBdS40AHI/AAAAAAAAACg/IjngV-wv2eU/s1600-h/garden+09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344226248114831474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqBdS40AHI/AAAAAAAAACg/IjngV-wv2eU/s320/garden+09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              Peppers. Green, red and yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip_KV__bUI/AAAAAAAAACY/_djfmurfejA/s1600-h/garden+09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223723509476674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip_KV__bUI/AAAAAAAAACY/_djfmurfejA/s320/garden+09+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   blackberries are beginning to ripen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip_C8nkN-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wlspF4e20N4/s1600-h/garden+09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223596437059554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip_C8nkN-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wlspF4e20N4/s320/garden+09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                plum tree had flowers for the first time this year and we even have some fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip-3m4HnSI/AAAAAAAAACI/werqbiNU0G4/s1600-h/garden+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223401622347042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip-3m4HnSI/AAAAAAAAACI/werqbiNU0G4/s320/garden+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  4 cucumber plants this year (Toma's preferred salad item)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip-wSPc9AI/AAAAAAAAACA/leOErEbOrJ8/s1600-h/garden+09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223275823985666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip-wSPc9AI/AAAAAAAAACA/leOErEbOrJ8/s320/garden+09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am probably the only one who likes courgettes but I have 3 plants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-2251764674930114989?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/2251764674930114989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=2251764674930114989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2251764674930114989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/2251764674930114989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#2251764674930114989' title='the veg plot'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiqB8Gj1jFI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rfeuttjYIZs/s72-c/garden+09+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-907697183836826349</id><published>2009-06-06T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:33:59.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy in the garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip90oOy_ZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZhDp0YVdLgs/s1600-h/garden+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222250934664594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip90oOy_ZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZhDp0YVdLgs/s320/garden+09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip9ueD_buI/AAAAAAAAABw/2btPfCpQDe0/s1600-h/garden+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222145125773026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip9ueD_buI/AAAAAAAAABw/2btPfCpQDe0/s320/garden+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  toma was particularly proud of his all  shades of red fashion choice.. hmm  seem to remember doing exactly the same myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-907697183836826349?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/907697183836826349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=907697183836826349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/907697183836826349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/907697183836826349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#907697183836826349' title='Busy in the garden'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip90oOy_ZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZhDp0YVdLgs/s72-c/garden+09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-6784687437229328083</id><published>2009-06-06T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:27:25.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballerina in the making'/><title type='text'>one for Grandma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip8fpL4-tI/AAAAAAAAABo/6h2E2d1RACc/s1600-h/garden+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344220790902029010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip8fpL4-tI/AAAAAAAAABo/6h2E2d1RACc/s320/garden+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip8S1cTzkI/AAAAAAAAABg/zJh-UjA8VtM/s1600-h/garden+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344220570853822018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip8S1cTzkI/AAAAAAAAABg/zJh-UjA8VtM/s320/garden+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lili  has a new leotard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-6784687437229328083?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/6784687437229328083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=6784687437229328083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/6784687437229328083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/6784687437229328083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#6784687437229328083' title='one for Grandma!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sip8fpL4-tI/AAAAAAAAABo/6h2E2d1RACc/s72-c/garden+09+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-4030833907477826843</id><published>2009-06-02T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:34:17.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer is here'/><title type='text'>It's official- summer is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiXEiWsrrhI/AAAAAAAAABY/x7hcKshyTDQ/s1600-h/summer+uniform.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342892627432549906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiXEiWsrrhI/AAAAAAAAABY/x7hcKshyTDQ/s320/summer+uniform.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  From June 1st  Toma is in his summer uniform! (take my word for it the straw hat is a vast improvement on the winter uniforms beret.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-4030833907477826843?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/4030833907477826843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=4030833907477826843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4030833907477826843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/4030833907477826843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#4030833907477826843' title='It&apos;s official- summer is here'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/SiXEiWsrrhI/AAAAAAAAABY/x7hcKshyTDQ/s72-c/summer+uniform.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3635510930690771757</id><published>2009-05-31T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:27:27.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sports festival is over!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lili's&lt;/span&gt; Sport Festival at Elementary school. If that conjures up ideas of egg and spoon races on freshly mowed grass, think again! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; spent a month practicing for this. PE every school day for a month. (just the washing logistics are enough to put me in a tailspin) Usually the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bento&lt;/span&gt; (picnic lunch) is the biggest hurdle of the day but this year I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kei&lt;/span&gt; wins the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;taihen&lt;/span&gt;' trophy.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kei&lt;/span&gt; joined the PTA committee in April . He is no newcomer to PTA duties (He was chairman of The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kindergarden&lt;/span&gt; PTA for 2 years) but Elementary school is a  whole new ball game!  He was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;carpark&lt;/span&gt; duty. Easy enough?  He was at school at 5:30 am guarding the grounds so that people wouldn't go and stake out their  places  before  6am! (best photo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;opps&lt;/span&gt;, best picnic place) He then came back home at 7 only to head  back out at 7:30 to greet the 3 guardsmen (read 3 pensioners in fake police uniforms with batons to stop parents from parking where they are not wanted.) back at 7:45 to help me get the stuff ready  and then we were all out the door at 8:20 to watch the sports festival..At which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kei&lt;/span&gt; was chief cameraman having been instructed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; to video everything she was in!  7 hours later it was over and we all headed home except &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kei&lt;/span&gt; who had to help put down all the tents etc with the rest of the PTA.  He finally came home at 5pm only to leave again at 7 for the end of sports day drinking party with all the teachers and the PTA.            So I  don't really feel I can complain about making the picnic lunch  this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; really enjoyed herself and I will try and post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; of video when I learn how to. The highlight of the day (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;low light&lt;/span&gt;?) has to be Toma falling bottom first into the school  turtle pond which is basically  slimy stagnant water. He let out such a scream and was drenched from top to tail thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;god&lt;/span&gt; it was as we were waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Lili&lt;/span&gt; to take her home! Apparently he was the third child to do so that day and where was his Mum you ask. Deep in conversation ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3635510930690771757?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3635510930690771757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3635510930690771757&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3635510930690771757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3635510930690771757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3635510930690771757' title='sports festival is over!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3186742864199943633</id><published>2009-05-27T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:49:28.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yummy  apricot jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sh3fZL5xTlI/AAAAAAAAABI/WS-OMFZpeiI/s1600-h/fireworks+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340670356916096594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sh3fZL5xTlI/AAAAAAAAABI/WS-OMFZpeiI/s320/fireworks+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday night as I was finishing my last class one of the mums thrust a warm jar of apricot jam into my hand. She gave me a jar last year too and it is divine so I started drooling and telling her how pleased I was. She then said she had another 7 kilos to get through and would I like some apricots so that I can make my own jam? I should have taken the jam and run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several hours later ( 1amish) , 1 burnt pan and 5 jars of unset jam and I was ready to drop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out I had mixed up the imperial and metric weights so no where near enough sugar. Dumped it all back in the pan in the morning added loads of sugar and finally success! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baked some rye and yogurt bread in the bread machine and da da.... a very yummy breakfast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Also got to give jam to a few people who are constantly giving us stuff...lessening the guilt of forever receiving and never giving!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3186742864199943633?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3186742864199943633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3186742864199943633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3186742864199943633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3186742864199943633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3186742864199943633' title='yummy  apricot jam'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Sh3fZL5xTlI/AAAAAAAAABI/WS-OMFZpeiI/s72-c/fireworks+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3800962297108375468</id><published>2009-05-25T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:10:03.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packed Lunch</title><content type='html'>Toma has a kindergarden  excursion today. A trip to the port , 10 mins away, to  look at the ferry, lunch at  the park and back to school. So A picnic lunch was needed. Making the bento is not really such a big deal but thinking about making the bento puts me in a bad mood! It disrupts my morning routine and  on top of that today was my turn for 'flag duty' ( standing at  the nearest pedestrian crossing waving my flag at cars unwilling to stop- think lollipop lady)&lt;br /&gt;  Strangely Kei was very keen to do my flag duty for me this morning, first time ever he has done it! Turns out he has golf all day today and then a shochu party in the evening.... so  he was buttering me up since I will have to do all the ferrying around of kids tonight!&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway in true blogging in japan tradition... here is Toma's  lunch! Don't know if you can tell but the sausages are shaped like crabs! He insists on having a two tier box which is really for adults so it is a bugger to fill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3800962297108375468?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3800962297108375468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3800962297108375468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3800962297108375468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3800962297108375468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3800962297108375468' title='Packed Lunch'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1676220690573183067</id><published>2009-05-25T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:54:27.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the reason for my bad mood'/><title type='text'>Packed Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Shtnc2cyi7I/AAAAAAAAABA/OmUDGtG5GuE/s1600-h/fireworks+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339975528528120754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Shtnc2cyi7I/AAAAAAAAABA/OmUDGtG5GuE/s320/fireworks+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/ShtnKE4mhcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cxZe-Oe19ug/s1600-h/fireworks+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339975205985355202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/ShtnKE4mhcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cxZe-Oe19ug/s320/fireworks+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1676220690573183067?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1676220690573183067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1676220690573183067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1676220690573183067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1676220690573183067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1676220690573183067' title='Packed Lunch'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/Shtnc2cyi7I/AAAAAAAAABA/OmUDGtG5GuE/s72-c/fireworks+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-1207992973612278819</id><published>2009-05-24T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T07:04:03.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First fireworks of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/ShlTH9Ccp3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/w1dbbUWenXc/s1600-h/fireworks+2009+360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339390229333452658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/ShlTH9Ccp3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/w1dbbUWenXc/s320/fireworks+2009+360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One minute we were watching TV the next minute Kei had us all outside playing with  sparklers. there is nothing like the smell of fireworks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-1207992973612278819?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/1207992973612278819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=1207992973612278819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1207992973612278819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/1207992973612278819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#1207992973612278819' title='First fireworks of the year'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/ShlTH9Ccp3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/w1dbbUWenXc/s72-c/fireworks+2009+360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-3992843105896728525</id><published>2009-05-24T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T06:14:51.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blackberries galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/ShlG4Jx8p7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/bDHAXM6DWmc/s1600-h/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339376763736467378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/ShlG4Jx8p7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/bDHAXM6DWmc/s200/IMG_1991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. These are the blackberries . Rather a lot of them. I blame &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rachel's&lt;/span&gt; mum for telling me how to prune them and Dad for using a whole tube of rooting hormone  in the soil  where they are planted!  I will obviously be making  A LOT of jam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-3992843105896728525?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/3992843105896728525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=3992843105896728525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3992843105896728525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/3992843105896728525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#3992843105896728525' title='blackberries galore'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucjCVi2V--w/ShlG4Jx8p7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/bDHAXM6DWmc/s72-c/IMG_1991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087243147009981536.post-396304252914798318</id><published>2009-05-21T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:48:54.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masks and mayhem'/><title type='text'>After the rain.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday  it rained and rained and rained. It felt like the rainy season had come early. I was  drenched twice doing my traffic directing between classes. I wanted to take some pictures of my garden looking fabulous but this morning it is just waterlogged with all the flowers looking quite pitiful. &lt;br /&gt;  My  office lady came to work this morning in a  frenzy. Apparently masks are selling out even here in Tamana. She saw people with shopping baskets full of the things yesterday and her husband who works at the post office said they were inundated with people sending boxes of masks to relatives in Osaka! (where there are no masks left whatsoever.)  The  whole country is in  panic mode whipped up by a media with nothing else to report on.  We will have to  prepare a letter next week with  details of what will happen if the schools close, argh! &lt;br /&gt;Keep your fingers crossed everyone that it peaks soon and I won't have to cancel my trip home to the UK. Apparently it is a group responsibility thing- if I bring it back with me and Lilis' school has to close I will be cast out , gain a reputation for irresponsibility and lose students! Last night a headmaster of a high school  broke down on TV  apologising for having let his students go abroad- madness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4087243147009981536-396304252914798318?l=balletandblackberries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/feeds/396304252914798318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4087243147009981536&amp;postID=396304252914798318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/396304252914798318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4087243147009981536/posts/default/396304252914798318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balletandblackberries.blogspot.com/index.html#396304252914798318' title='After the rain.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03752917426954986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
