So, hello everyone. I suppose this is my first post on this blog… wooo!
Anyway, as mum mentioned earlier, this blog developed from the idea of the ‘Ruby Weekly’, which, as the title indicates, was supposed to be a weekly email update from myself. I sent out the first edition upon landing in the country, but decided that it would be best to ‘share the load’, and make the update more of a collaborative process involving the rest of the family. But, in case you missed my first update, I have included it below:
(Ruby Weekly #1)
So, I just wanted to give you an update on how everything is going so far, and to briefly summarise:
- we landed! Everyone was pretty tired, especially after having to wheel 16 bags around on trolleys through the airport- almost knocking heaps of people over and (Eamon) getting caught in a set of sliding doors… anyway, we managed to fit them all into the vans, and eventually to drove off to the Air B & B
- We wheeled and dragged all of our bags up many flights of stairs, as the Air B & B consists of 4 different levels and, as a result, heaps of stairs- really a typical London house. Curtis and Eamon also managed to walk mud up the stairs, don’t ask me where the mud came from…?
- We walked around squinting in the sunlight alone the streets of Sloane Square (all really wanting to sleep), but managed to have dinner without collapsing on the table at a local Gastro Pub.
- Mum and Curtis spent a really long time walking jet lagged around the supermarket, looking for Vegemite. It was never found.
Today, we walked around Kensington to look at where our potential new house could be, and then went to buy Curtis a uniform, Eamon rugby boots, and a laptop for myself. We picked up Eamon’s uniform too, which was mostly red looking and came with many English accessories, like vests and interesting school scarfs.
After this, I went to my new rowing club to meet the Junior Coach and have a row. When the coach introduced me to the other girls at training, they were so excited that a bunch of them squealed and ran to hug me with great enthusiasm. I was sent down the river in a double straight away, with another girl who was my age and really really nice (and obviously very serious about the sport). The river was warm, but very fast moving, and really different from the Yarra. The coach told me very seriously that “this is the tidal Thames, and is to be respected. You’ll be fine as long as you keep your mouth shut.” We rowed for 10km, and then came back and had a look around the sheds. I think it will be a really good club for me, and the girls were really a great group to join.
We had dinner at home, and everyone was very very very tired. Curtis went to bed at like 7:45, so I think he will be up pretty early tomorrow morning. I am trying my best to stay awake, but I can slowly feel my eyes closing as I write this.
Tomorrow, Eamon will start school, and the rest of us will have a tour of our potential houses and then embark on a trip to the bassoon store (and therefore I am very excited).
Sending you lots and lots of love (and Happy Father’s Day pop)!!!
Ruby and the O’Keeffes