Mari's World

Last time I spoke about my trip to Italy and I haven't been back on my blog since. There is a reason for that and it's called Megan.

She did come back with me on the Tuesday as she couldn't wait a moment longer (typical impatience of a teen). She wasn't the only thing I came back with as my friend's children passed me a nasty 48 hour bug too.

So, my time has been spent getting her into a local school and because she is in year 11, she'll be sitting her GCSE's in May/June too! Talk about a rush.
They're getting her to concentrate on 5 subjects as time is so short and they are Art, Graphics, French, Maths and hopefully English. She will automatically be entered for the Italian GCSE which she should sail through.

So all in all a very busy period for me. I'm colouring in her drawings of bars, looking up artists on internet and doing research on the history of Gravesend to assist her complete the missing 2 yrs coursework for graphics and then I'm also back at trying to conceive once again as the necessary time has passed. Fingers crossed it'll be third time lucky for us
xx

I would!

I'm off to Italy tomorrow to see Thomas and Megan my 'littl'uns' Tommy is 19 in March and Megan will be 17 in September.

When I left Enrico in 2004 to come back to the UK I brought Megan with me as she was only 14 at the time and 'needed' me (her mother). She lasted a good 6 months and settled well at her school, she made lots of friends and was doing well but phone calls with her father left her very sad and nostalgic to say the least. It didn't help that he'd ask her consent on having a baby with his new partner (Sabrina) or that when she sat at the dinner table he asked her to move as that place was now reserved for Sabrina. So on her trip home in Feb 05 she phoned in floods of tears to ask me to allow her to stay there. She no longer wanted to live in England with me.

Needless to say, I was devastated and powerless to 'do' anything. I feared if I forced her to come home 'as it was in her best interests' I would never hear the end of it. You know how adolescents have a habit of saying. 'you made me...' So against my wishes I let her stay on and for the past couple of years have been flying back and forth thanks to Ryan Air cheap flights to see them about every 6 weeks or so.

However, recently there has been increasing friction between father and daughter and on more than one occasion she has expressed her desire to return. We have talked clearly about what this signifies. I want her to go to college and complete her studies, to take up art which is her secret ambition. She may have to take a Saturday job as I refuse to pay for her filthy smoking habit. And so on and so on..

I called her yesterday and she's still very keen, seems as if she's started packing boxes and may be returning with me next week. Gulp!

The whole idea fills me with great joy and immense fear at the same time. Will I cope with a bulchy 'Kevin' in my house? More hormonal than me.
Will it create to much pressure on me and Paul? I adore this man who has stood by me through thick and thin and who I trust implicitly.

We'll go for it and muddle through, as you do, I've found an Art and Design B/TEC at a local college and am trying to convince her old school St John's to take her back for the last few months
And we'll take it from there.
Wish me luck x

To everybody.
I shall be visiting Wales for the first time in my life in May. We're going to Tenby so if anyone has any 'must do's' or 'must sees' please let me know.

To everybody.
I shall be visiting Wales for the first time in my life in May. We're going to Tenby so if anyone has any 'must do's' or 'must sees' please let me know.