September6 it’s over 

1st day back , couldn’t have come soon enough . On the 79 th day of Christmas my true love said to me ……,… get those little fuckers baaaack toooo scoooohooo ol. Yeah , that’s a nice tune .                    Organised and cool in a crisis , that’s me , sort of . Emma set the check list up for me last night ‘. Yeah, yeah , yeah got it , she’l be right’ , I said . ‘  I know you , you’l forget shit , you always do .’ Emma replied . ‘Nup not this time , this bad boy has got it under control ‘ , I replied as I winked and tried to get a handful of derrière. ‘That’s your problem,your good at being a bad boy at remembering shit , and also don’t forget to take plenty of pictures cause we want to remember this day . I’m shattered I can’t be there as I’ve got an important meeting I can’t break . I expect you to send me some good photos so I can show my friends at work ‘.Em replies . ………. Fuck ,I think she’s Nostradamus.       It’s back to normal as Tex leaves at 750 after tormenting Leroy for the last half hour . He got out the door before my foot lifted him out. Got Leroy into the car but realised I didn’t have the earthquake kit . Back I go , leaving Leroy in the car , promising I’d be 2 minutes. 5 minutes later I’m back in the car with no quake kit . I’m in trouble now , gunna have to call Em and get the treatment .Nup i’l tear the place apart until I find it and then drop it back to school when I pick Leroy up . Traffic is hideous,I’ve lost time but I’m still earlier than usual . I head to my secret parking spot in a side street but I’ve underestimated the 1st day factor . The joint is chaos and after 10 minutes of circling back streets I park half a mile away and time is all of a sudden an issue .We only found out his teacher yesterday and getting there early to find his room, drop off paperwork , earthquake kit and formerly introduce ourselves to Mrs Traudt was mandatory. Everyone had their paperwork in little folders , not me . Fuck this is fucked up , now I’m really starting to feel inadequate, no folder and no kit . Hopefully the Aussie she’l be right factor might get me through . I can’t find his room and poor Leroy ‘s getting anxious. Me , I’m starting to panic. I go to several classroom doors but still no Mrs Traudt (trout).The bell rings for the kids to head to class but we can’t find a class , I’m traumatising Leroy . I have to do it .so I head to the office with my head down , feeling like a complete flog . Just before I go in I notice 2 ladies sitting on a table out front , the same ones that I walked past 4 or 5 times .I asked for Mrs Traudts room and they directed me to room 5 , that was what their purpose was . Of course it was you fuckwit . I take Leroys lunchbox out and there’s the earthquake kit at the bottom of the bag . You fuckn legend , I congratulate myself for a great fightback . Introductions , paperwork , all done , now just a couple of photos for Leroys start to grade 1 in the US . I tap my pockets but nothing . I know your not going to believe this but I left my phone at home . ……….,,, I’m sure she’s Nostradamus.                                I took a couple of photos at school pickup and it’s all good …………. No ,apparently Leroy didn’t come with lunch, so the school supplied him one today  . Oh please stop , it turns out I’d dropped his lunchbox in another classrooms lunch collection area .  I told you I’m organised