May I say?

Finaly my husband had Saturday off his work so we could enjoy at trip to Waltham Abbey, small town above 'our' part of London.
The occasion -Medieval Fest promised well & full of atractions especially for kids.

As we suppoused, kids were happy when they could touch and try everything;)

& we had occasion to climb at the top of abbey's tower &.. even ring the bell

My kids finish school at 3.20 every day and I usualy have plenty of time to do some shoppings before but this today I had some works to do.
So, I took them after shool to Polish store with strong decision to buy polish bread & few other goods.
When we reached it I reminded myself that I have no cash, very importent issue at store without card reader..
I left kids at store (with 100% sure they're in safety place, of course) & went out to nearest cash mahine. In the meanwhile I met my old (literally) neighbour who always wait for me to make a little chat. 
Mr. H** is not quite like most of my neighbours, hasn't got hairlocks & wears wide brimmed hat.
He asked me about Jewish New Year card which he left me at my mail box.
I expressed as well as I could all of my thankfulness & apologies that I'm doing it so late but I wasn't sure who's the sender.

Then he asked me about my kids and I said
''They're fine. They're just waiting for me becouse I found I have no cash &.."
"Oh, you have no money'' he interrupted reaching to his pocket "I'll give you some"
"O, no! Thank you!' I said & explained the misunderstanding
"Remmeber' he said "If you'll need money, I will always help you.."
"Oh, gosh" I thought realy touched....

My husband said after that "He must realy like you"

................toward Oxford Str
Oh I'm crazy shopping maniac -I just have to reach Apple Store at Wardour Str. 'couse my son's ITouch is out of order & when I'll be there why not look around, take some pics of crowd or just check new exposition at Royal Art Academy...
or just we'll see

I just filled in eadmission's appl for my son's transfer to secondary school.
UUUUUhhhhhhhrrrrrr
Stone of my heart, ok half of stone -I'm before an appointment with Doreen from school's office..
Last year, when I helped two my friends with their kids it was much easier..
very much easier

It was before 9 o'clock pm. I met Mrs Baila, one of my Jewish client yesterday evening, very nice & satisfied of my works for her, who has 5 children & is much younger than me.
We made a little chat but in th meantime some other client called to me.
I took out my mobile, checked is it one of my family members, then turned the volume of its ring with words: I don't take business calls at this time.
She was very surprised so I explained her that in my culture we don't call even to friends after 6, maybe 7.
It's our family time.
She said 'But WE call even later to each other..'
'I know' I answered ' I felt that on my skin, it's sometimes even funny, I can expect calls exactly after Shabos for egzample, when it's finaly allowed. & sometimes people call to me already when I'm in my bed..'
Baila was still very curiouse so she asked me
'Is it normal habit or only yours & your friends?'
'I think it's ...regular in .. Europe.. & .. in .. America..'
'In America too?'
'Yep, in America"

The time runs so quickly and I thouth that watching children's pick is the best prove for that but here in this place I can see that clearly especialy when I'm absent day after day.

I started work, opened little business as a dressmaker -the best solution for home-stayed-mum.
I do mostly reparations for Jews who need kosher clothes.
So I share my time between work and children, learn, after years spent with children, how to work.
Paradoxal I have more interesting things to say but I couldn't concentrate.

Thank you! You are somewhere there, we don't know each other but we are curiouse (I guess), I have many evidence of that, statistic for egzample.
Thank you for that, thank you for your comments and warm words.

Anyway I'M BACK