... tomorrow, if everything falls according to my plans...
Here's how it goes - collect smallest child from school, feed, homework, park in front of telly.
Collect four older brothers and sisters later, homework them, feed them, park in front of telly also.
Rush round to secondary school, collect eldest son, feed, admonish to do homework and park in front of second telly. Warning: teenager + smaller children = big bust-up.
Pray that WWIII does not break out as smaller children come to the boil in the sitting room/cauldron.
Drive to train station. Get on train. Text hubby, to see that he has made it home...
and relax. Go and enjoy evening of poetry and politics as discussed by George Szirtes
Return home on train, get in car, drive to house, guzzle glass of beer/wine - and collapse in heap!