February in London is slightly less depressing than January (which seem to be endless) but still pretty much just grey and dull and nothing else. This week of school holidays is all about us being at home, doing nothing with exception of me nagging my son to finish his GCSE projects, and stretching my support from research, time management, planning, writing targets, setting up times to do tasks…. into doing it myself. Each and everyday seems impossible to get them out of the bed (and equally impossible to get them to the bed at the end of the day). All they are interested in is the speed of internet and food (ideally being served by myself to their individual bedrooms upstairs). Add having to walk dog 2-3x a day (depending on how long the walk was), shopping and cooking, and the image is complete. Max seems to be the happiest family member right now, having us around.