I HAVE been to the opticians this week. I was hoping that they would be able to supply me with a pair of specs that would enable me not only to read but to see the future. But alas that was not so.

On thinking about it and giving it careful thought, do we really want to know what is in store?

If we knew it would spoil those lovely surprises, and if the future was not good there would be twice the worry, so let’s leave it as it is.

I look a right mess at the moment.

I was opening a cupboard door in the kitchen and as it was sticking a bit, I gave it a good tug and it came open so suddenly that the corner of the door caught me on my nose.

Gosh it really did hurt and it has left me with a bit of a scar.

Fortunately, I think that I can cover it with a bit of make up. I wonder if Mrs Hubbard ever had the same problem?

It’s half term already, my goodness! How times have changed. Not so long ago we used to walk to school. Of course, some still do, but there seems for some reason or another that parents drop off and pick up their children.

Perhaps they do it because in a way it’s a bit of a social thing, a chance to catch up on the local gossip.

However, sometimes the random parking seems to be quite hazardous for other road users, not to mention the danger to their children on these congested roads and streets near the schools.

There is a lot of talk in the press and on the telly about child obesity, perhaps walking to school and home again may be one of the solutions.

Again, schools and their pupils are often some considerable distances apart and no longer what may be called as ‘local’.

Parents struggle to find schools in their area, for one reason or another. So that’s another problem that mummy has to solve.

Halloween is looming and we shall have to cope with trick or treating. Oh how I loved it when I was a kid and what fun we used to have. I do so hope that the kids today have as much fun as my brothers and I had. My mum spent hours making those outfits and masks. Thanks, Mum!