As well as all her other parochial duties she spends much time with the children, attending and taking part in as many events as possible throughout the school year. At the end of every service she has them joins hands and say the final grace, not too unusual, right? But they all crouch down and jump up high shouting 'Amen' , at which point her dog, Coffee, starts barking wildly and drags whichever student has hold of her out into the aisle.
Her Christmas services are the thing of legend involving a cast of thousands and more angels and shepherds than possibly have ever existed. A few Christmases ago her microphone was left on while getting ready in the vestry and people were crying with laughter, even before the bit where Coffee ate the Nativity.
The culmination of WWII week was the V.E. day picnic on Thursday. Along with gazillionty parents and extended families Anne was there (without her new dog, Holly, of course - all that picnic food? Too tempting!) in 1940s stylee dress.
I was assured the bottle contained water!
These are some of my favourite shots from a fab afternoon.
How sweet is this? This was as high as she got in her handstand. Too cute for words.
These are the shoes I wore - walking down a steep hill, up a grassy bank and over uneven ground!! Please bear in mind my shoes are normally less than ground level - How amazing am I? The knitting is my current W.I.P., a baby cardigan from Debbie Bliss CashMerino. It is for a tropical friend for use in an Australian Summer/Autumn so I bought Rowan super-whizzy cotton/silk/viscose yarn and the feel of the finished pieces is amazing. More pictures another time.
A few of the teachers all dressed up 1940s stylee and in full gossip. The scarey looking one in pink in the middle is Snotty Teacher.
This is a 240 degree view from our school field. This alone was reason for sending Princess C-W and Babyman here.