Spurned for a headless ram.

Unfortunately I am not as sanguine as the vegetarian tourist staying at the guest house, who on hearing that as the ASHU had not been warned ahead of her dietary requirements there was meat in her soup, just responded "Don't worry I will just pick out the meat." Which she did to the delight of the waiting stray beneath.  No sadly I get very irritable. Not something I am proud of and something that the ME has definitely made worse so today, despite going to bed about 9.30 and trying to be positive and energized, when the children decided to move all their desks about rather than start class, I just sat and glowered at them, till they were ready.  Ironically the detailed listening book work we did today, which is to support their pronunciation and reading skills, and which they desperately need, seemed like a punishment too.  Perhaps this is why no one rushed to take my stuff out of the room today whereas there is usually a posse.


I was sort of both encouraged and rejected last night too.  My walk home is a nice way to relax after the day, but given the length of the day, something I could almost have done without yesterday and as this blog shows I was clearly stressed yesterday.  Anyway I was almost home   me  when a man (and his horse) cantered up to me.  He spoke to me for some time, me shrugging my shoulders, not understanding a word, till Dom (house) and the gesture for sleeping.  Given that he repeated it several times I had a feeling he was trying to propose something, which I naturally laughed off, but I was grateful for the diversion he caused me.  Later than evening on route to evening meal, I came out of the yard to the house and there were two horses, with riders, locked in battle over a headless ram. Seen on the field recently it had been interesting, two feet from me, it looked grizzly. Cheering the men on was my "suitor" so I almost stepped back into the yard not to be seen, when I realised that I was definitely less interesting than a dead ram and that he had not even noticed me.

When I got to the dinning room there was no room for me, so I sat in the kitchen at the ASHU being feed and tendered as kindly as ever despite the roomful of paying guests next door.  Now if I could discover the secret to their patience I would be very pleased as their hard work and commitment in the face of quite tough work conditions always amazes me.