Argh, I was so annoyed that Sky got to go to school without me yesterday!! But she did, and there was obviously nothing I could do. Dad called the school to double check, and no, I don't have any more school this year... :(

I mooched around at home and mostly typed my detective story. Attempt at a detective story, I should say. There were some more workers here; tilers, painters, carpenters and plumbers. Sky finished her lessons at 12, which was when we should have been there to pick her up (usually, now, we send a taxi but we were going into town anyway) - but with all the workers doing the wrong thing, guess what time we left at! Quarter past four. And then we had to stop and see another carpenter, so by the time we got to the school it was 6 o'clock and there was no one else there - apart from poor old Sky.

Being at school nearly made me cry just at the thought that I wouldn't be going back until September or October! Then we had to go and pick up a swing-chair from a man who was selling one, then we went to and Indian restaurant and had supper, before going home.

Sky felt ill last night so she didn't go to school today, blast it. I was looking forward to picking her up, at least! Tomorrow will be her last day. Mum wanted her to finish today, but she says she has to go back tomorrow because she hasn't got a friend's address and also her teacher wants to speak to Mum.

I don't know how we're going to get this house packed up in less than four days! And to think that in about two weeks we'll be driving down through France again...seeing the scenery change as we get further south...eventually stopping in a Carefour and buying a whole load of nectarines and cherries which we eat on the way instead of leaving for when we get home...

*cough*

I'd better go and ask Dad for a suitcase.