Last Day of School, Ingleton Gala and Visit from Grannie & Grandpa

Matthew, Finn, Fred & Tom on the last day of school

So the last day of school arrived.  It's been a good year, Tom's teacher Ms Swindlehurst has been ace and he has flourished.

At the start of the year he could just about read 3 word sentences, he can now read children's books quite easily and is exceeding expectations for his age range.

He is now writing at the right level for his age (it goes up and down depending on how he is feeling at the time).

Smoked salmon goes down in one!

He is exceeding expectations for his age with maths (not surprising as he is always asking about numbers) and is at the right level with science.

His lack of arty skill is not a problem anymore as year 1 has been more academic.  He has really enjoyed the year, winning certificates and other rewards.  He never once said he didn't want to go to school.  I was almost tearful when we said goodbye to Ms Swindlehurst!!!!

We celebrated the end of the school year with tea at the Old Post Office.  Tom decided on the fish platter and demolished the lot!  When he got home he demanded pudding as he was STARVING - this boy is going to cost us a fortune in food!

First day of the holidays and it was Ingleton Gala.  The Gala Queen and her attendants are picked from Ingleton School (I don't know how - but have a feeling it isn't left to chance!)  There is only one boy from Year 1.  Apparently Finn and Tom both volunteered, and Finn was chosen.  Kate wasn't too happy as they were supposed to be in Skye!

Oh hum, here is their float passing our house - I was on car park duty, making sure no cars tried to escape during the procession.  There were two girls from Tom's class in the float too.

Cool Finn - security guard for all the girlies

The rest of the day was spent in the Gala field, bumping into people, playing on the various rides and watching the shows. It was pretty amateur - but good fun.

We got back home in good time for Grannie and Grandpa - they were staying with us at the weekend as they had arranged a week's house hunting in the area.  It wasn't long before Matt got back either as once again they had been thrashed at cricket!  We all had dinner together - Matt suddenly finding an appetite once he smelt the casserole on offer!

Sunday Pat wasn't feeling very well, so she stayed at home all day.  Tom did his cricket in the morning and then we headed to Carnforth for lunch at the Close Encounters tea room.  We then popped into Aldi quickly (mainly to get a certain someone some smoked salmon for sandwiches next week!) and then headed back home - stopping at the PYO fruit farm to pick a couple of pounds of strawberries.   The afternoon was then spent making jam and a big roast for dinner.