Today, I have mostly been dozing off on the sofa, eating a chair-creakingly calorific Sunday lunch, and watching the finale of Downton – the dialogue of which is so clunky, cheesy and downright cringable that I neeeearly can’t bring myself to view it – but it all looks so lovely that I can’t resist.

Anyway. This NaBloPoMo thing. On we go! I require interaction from you today.

The poisoned chalice of PTA chairmanship stopped in front of me this year. A new broom, etc, and for reasons that escape me I exhorted my fellow committee members to include a ‘parents’ category in the school Autumn Creation competition, in the hope of dissuading everyone from giving their children quite so much Very Obvious assistance with their entries.

Cut a boring story short: John and I were the only two parents that entered, AND I spent nearly 3 hours helping Harry with his.

But at least one of us was assured of victory, which, given that it is John and I, really mattered. But they weren’t judged! Woe! The Headteacher kindly – wisely? refrained from choosing between the Hairy Farmers.

So, you must instead. What’ll it be, Conkers Playing, or Autumn Peacock?!

6 Responses

  1. I just want to make a “she stoops to conker” joke, but I can’t quite come up with one. That’s my vote.

  2. Can’t quite see what the peacock’s body and head are made of. The body looks like a pear, and the head?

  3. I did vote, but both are brilliant. Hard call.

  4. I really don’t think I can choose. Both are wonderful. I am happy that conkers are just what I thought they were through years of reading British novels. Here they are “buckeyes” or “horse chestnuts,” unless there is some subtle difference I can’t see in the picture.

  5. They’re both fab.

    Agree on Downton. Visually ultra luscious – worth watching for the wallpaper alone.

  6. I voted based on which one I think you made.
    Conkers are indeed horse chestnuts.
    PS please all stop by and tell me about my blog name dilemma.

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