7am Learning Japanese
8am Flower-arranging class
9am to 4pm School
4pm Creative writing workshop
5pm Porcelain frog painting class
6pm Harp practice
7pm Watercolour painting class
8pm Dance class, ballroom
Wednesday
3am Choir practice
4am Long-jump training
5am High-jump training
6am Long-jump training again
7am Trombone lesson
8am Scuba-diving
9am to 4pm School
4pm Chef training
5pm Mountain climbing
6pm Tennis
7pm Drama workshop, Shakespeare and his contemporaries
8pm Show jumping
Thursday
2am Learning Arabic
3am Dance lesson, break-dance, hip-hop, krumping
4am Oboe lesson
5am Tour de France cycle training
6am Bible studies
7am Gymnastics training
8am Calligraphy class
9am to 4pm School
4pm Work experience shadowing a brain surgeon
5pm Opera singing lesson
6pm NASA space exploration workshop
7pm Cake baking class, level 5
8pm Attend lecture on ‘A History of Victorian Moustaches’
Friday
1am Triangle lesson, grade 5
2am Badminton
3am Archery
4am Fly to Switzerland for ski-jump practice. Learn about eggs from an expert on eggs (TBC) on outbound flight.
6am Do quick ski-jump, and then board inbound flight. Take pottery class on flight.
8am Thai kick-boxing (remember to take skis off before class).
9am to 4pm School
4pm Channel swimming training
5pm Motorbike maintenance workshop
6pm Candle making
7pm Otter rearing class
8pm Television viewing. A choice between either a documentary about carpet manufacturing in Belgium, or a Polish cartoon from the 1920s about a depressed owl.
And that was just the weekdays. The weekends were when things really got busy for Annabelle. No wonder Chloe felt ignored.
“Well, I suppose things at home are…are…” stammered Chloe. She wanted to talk to him about it all, but she wasn’t sure how.
Bong! Bong! Bong! Bong!
No, I haven’t lost my mind, readers. That was meant to be the church clock striking four.
Chloe gasped and looked at her watch. Four o’clock! Mother made her do her homework from four until six every day, even in the school holidays when she didn’t have any to do.
“Sorry Mr Stink, I have to go,” she said. Secretly Chloe was relieved. No one had ever asked her how she felt before, and she was beginning to panic…
“Really, child?” said the old man, looking disappointed.
“Yes, yes, I need to get home. Mother will be furious if I don’t get at least a C in Maths next term. She sets me extra tests during the holidays.”
“That doesn’t sound much like a holiday to me,” said Mr Stink.
Chloe shrugged. “Mother doesn’t believe in holidays.” She stood up. “I hope you liked the sausages,” she said.
“They were scrumptious,” said Mr Stink. “Thank you. Unimaginable kindness.”
Chloe nodded and turned to run off towards home. If she took a short-cut she’d be back before Mother.
“Farewell!” Mr Stink called after her softly.
Terrified of being late for homework hour, Chloe began to quicken her pace. She didn’t want her mother to ask questions about where she’d been or who she’d been talking to. Mrs Crumb would be horrified to find out her daughter had been sitting on a bench with someone she would describe as a ‘soap-dodger’. Grown-ups always have a way of ruining everything.
Chloe stopped hurrying, though, when she saw that she was about to pass Raj’s shop. Just one chocolate bar, she thought.
Chloe’s love of chocolate made her one of Raj’s best customers. Raj ran the local newsagent shop. He was a big jolly jelly of a man, as sweet and colourful as his slightly over-priced confectionery. Today, though, what Chloe really needed was some advice.
And maybe some chocolate. Just one bar, of course. Maybe two.
“Ah, Miss Chloe!” said Raj, as she entered the shop. “What can I tempt you with today?”
“Hello, Raj,” said Chloe smiling. She always smiled when she saw Raj. It was partly because he was such a lovely man, and partly because he sold sweets.
“I have some Rolos on special offer!” announced Raj. “They have gone out of date and hardened. You may lose a tooth as you chew into one, but at 10p off you can’t really argue!”
“Mmm, let me think,” said Chloe scouring the racks and racks of confectionery.
“I had half a Lion bar earlier, you are welcome to make me an offer on the other
