Somehow I always seem to forget how frenzied this time of year is. Sports days, music concerts, class assemblies, day trips - the last few weeks of the summer term always result in a jam packed diary and extreme exhaustion. Not least because one of my offspring is in the older half of the school and the other in the younger, which means I get to do all of the above TWICE! Roll on the holidays, I say!
But before we fling this year's books, artwork and associated scraps of paper we cannot part with into the dark recesses of a cupboard, we have a little bit of thanking to do. Which means a little sewing for me.
So now Johnny's teacher has a way of getting all her end-of-year papers to the car on the last day of term. He wrote her name, in his bestest handwriting, on the lines I had sewn on to the calico and I embroidered over them. It's a simple unlined tote, with french seams for neatness.
Now if only I could come up with a suitable (and extremely fast) idea for Mark's music teacher (who is male and is retiring), I'd be laughing. Please tell me you have a great idea up your sleeve. Please.