Everyting was busy today. Including me. The roads were gridlocked – some demonstration, I think by General Motors workers, messed up the traffic, and the Hidalgo market was full of dia del meurte stuff, and music and incense. The first session with the little kids at the centro went really well. They all said gracias and how much they’d enjoyed the project and that I was very nice. Bless. They are extremely cute.
The second, less cute, group were a bit of a pain in the jacksy. Their maestra, Vanessa, was elsewhere at a meeting and the lady in charge gave us no back up whatsoever. Eva, who was with me all day, and I were absolutely knackered by the time we had to lug 6 bags full of apint and other srty stuff home. Don’t know why everything has to be taken to and from the centres. OK for Gelos in her car, but merely annoying lugging it all on a bus and on the walk home.
Have just spent time sorting everything out, buying cakes for my goodbye thing tomorrow and ironing on transfers onto the casa kids shirts. The T-shirts look really good. Dinner tonight is beer and fags. 3 people – Laura, Martin and Pedro have just turned up to stay here, but have gone out for food, thankfully as, despite their being lovely, I’m not in the mood.
Emily’s departure was announced at the casa today and she’s emotionally drained – she’s worked there for well over a year and will be missed. With dia del muerte coming up a lot of the boys, whose parents have died, are emotional.
I'm going to retire early with Jane Austen. or is it Emily Bronte? One or the other.
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