I haven’t found the kettle yet! It must have been in one of the last boxes to be packed, but doesn’t seem to be in anything marked kitchen.
Unpacking seems quite difficult as I don’t really know where to put things as the room lay out is so different. I need to wait for Dave’s input.
Today, we had to go shoe shopping as Esther’s trainers have split. No Clarks in NZ. I did find a shop which measured the length of her feet and the lady pressed Esther’s toes, but only because I asked her to.
Esther has gone into ladies’ sizes so no more velcro to do up her trainers. I have taught her to tie her laces. I feel a bad mother that she reached the age of 10 before knowing how to do this.