From Axbridge to Australia the HoJo way: Rules is Rules

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Rules is Rules

Tuesday 4th August 2009
All three kids were off school today as Marisa joined the injury list, the boys are getting better but have no energy at the moment.
Carolyn popped into school this morning to pick up some homework for Fraser, she got him some English to do which made his day, we are hoping it will help him keep up with the other kids.
Carolyn had to come into work for a couple of hours at lunchtime which meant the kids coming in as well, it was literally only for a couple of hours to get us through the busy lunch period and the kids did get fed, so they didn’t complain too much.
Because they were ill, Fraser and Marisa couldn’t go to Scouts tonight, that went down like a lead balloon, but rules is rules and hopefully it reduces the risk of skiving later.

2 comments:

Ganeida said...: Deys need some rules, mama. Poor wee kidlets. It's no fun being sick & then missing out on the best fun of the week. lol

Hope the new girl works out.; August 16, 2009 at 9:41 PM
The HoJo's said...: so far so good :o)

xc; August 17, 2009 at 12:03 AM

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And the kids.
And the pets.

Why is Fraser not Anthony anymore????

We get asked this a fair bit from the folks and friends back in the UK, so we explain..... Anthony was supposed to be Fraser but as we drove to hospital (yuk spit) in labour we realised his initials would be FA not great from a football point of view nor another you may think of, so Mr Hojo in his wisdom decided to swap the names around. Mrs Hojo was busy and should have said no, but there you go, she was busy producing offspring in a short staffed, worse than mediocre hospital that leaves people alone for hours on end when they really should be tucked up in a half empty ward, bitter? me? you noticed. Anyhow, Fraser has heard this story a few times, more as we were visiting the relatives one last time before we left the Uk for Oz and piped up that if his Mum wanted me called Fraser them I am.
And that was that.
We started in a new country and all remembered his name, easy as pie.
So now you know.
You know what, he really SHOULD have been called Fraser, it suits. And no one will ever call him Tony, thats a good thing :o)