To go to France and go to one school party might be construed as careless, but to go to a second, on sucessive days, could bde criminally irresponsible. The Montesorri system prides itself on kindness to children-but kindness to adults, that is a cheval of an autre colleur. As posted previously we were subjected to slow moving inaudible dramas, with inefficient sound system, tortoise stage direction with the children bored to distraction (and those were the ones performing) and only the parents in the front two rows having any idea what was going on. Ennui sur Stilts.

Today was different. An infants school in the middle of the forest with views over Paris to the Eiffel Tower and Grande Arche de Defense. On a glorious summmer's day with switched on kids really motivated by enthusiastic teachers. Quel Différence.

Ms Katy B, whose school it is, had a good day on the drums and correctly guessed the number of M&Ms in a jar (582). Mr P was proud to show of his 'Rainbow Fish' portrait painted ensemble with three other budding Matisses

Huttonian met his Waterloo in the silent auction. With thirty seconds to go asnd in the lead with 25 euro for a multicoloured apron decorated with children's palm prints a two metre tall Finn suddenly out bid me by a single euro and declared the auction closed. A veteran of Ebay one assumes.

But you don't argue with Finns. Not two metre ones anyway  ¶ 9:38 AM