This morning I dropped eldest DGD at secondary school then made the usual mad dash to get the younger children to primary school which is miles away . We just made it as usual and walking across the school playground my (10 year old) DGD’s teacher caught up with me and asked if I was in a hurry. Instead of saying “well yes I’m dashing to work” the words that came out were “eh, no, why? what can I do for you?”
It turned out that the volunteers hadn't turned up to help with a practical science lesson and they wouldn’t have enough adults per child for it to go ahead. DGD was so happy that grandma had saved the day (again) and it ended up being the best fun.
Work? It can wait ! 
Does anyone else ever get roped in at the last minute ? It seems to happen to me often. 
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