And that was the only part of Easter Sunday that co-ordinated. Outfits were not considered for their photo suitability when selected and certainly my wishes for a colour theme weren't taken in to account at all. Sigh. I think it may need slightly more controlling than a simple request. I may well turn up at the next family gathering with a bag full of the same t shirts in a variety of sizes. That would work. And after this weekend, the youngsters think I can't become any more deranged, so it wouldn't matter, huh!
Hey ho. Part of the pleasure is in the planning. Apparently.
Co-ordination may well be a running theme at my desk this week. Trying to co-ordinate available craft time with bouts of inspiration to produce worthwhile stuff would be nice. The onset of spring has gone to my head and I've agreed to 'do' a couple of craft fair type things with Lunch Lady Jan. She's gone all sewy and clever and wants me to add some cards to her gingham and folksy table top. I said I would because June seemed a long way away. You guessed it. On top of other stuff, and given the appalling lack of anything having been done at my workdesk in the last week, June seems terribly near somehow. I know, as priorities go, it's not life changing - after all, by then we'll have had a General Election and we could all be facing very big changes. But a deadline is a deadline, and although they inspire panic in me, they are also well, inspiring. So am off to mark up the to-do list, my diary and my phone calendar. With that sort of co-ordination, what could possibly go wrong?