We had a visit from two ladies from Jack's nursery yesterday. Apparently they like to do a home visit before the kids starts (check out the home situation and that) and where pleased to see that we do not live in a crack house / brothel / squat, or have floors which are 6inches deep in fag ash, animal crap etc. (I am a little put out that they insisted on a visit when I thought I had opted out.... nothing to hide, I just don't like having strangers round to my very cluttered and untidy, although clean, house)
It went well I think. Jack was his usual over excited self when they first arrived - any visitors cause mayhem for about 10-15mins - but then settled down and was happily playing with his kitchen set bringing everyone "tea and cake" and even sharing the toys with Tom (for the most part).
The only possible problem came right at the end, just as they were about to leave, and Jack was playing with some trains. He was bashing them together and shouting "Knackered! Knackered! Knackered!" Aaaaand yes, they heard him. They might have heard him in China....