Friday, 31 August 2012

Photo a Day: 31st August

This beautiful thatched cottage is around 300 years old and now forms part of an Urban Farm.
The same Urban Farm I used to visit as a child some 35 years ago.

Thursday, 30 August 2012

Wednesday, 29 August 2012

Photo a Day: 29th August

The Boy Child loves his little friend.
The little friend loves The Boy Child.
There was no way they were playing ball at all this afternoon for my camera.
Can't you just tell from this shot that they were planning some mischief?

Tuesday, 28 August 2012

Photo a Day: 28th August

Spent the day in the countryside ~ meadows, cousins, assorted children and dogs ~ it was Enid Blytonesque!

Monday, 27 August 2012

Photo a Day: 27th August

I realised today that The Boy Child still had a fair amount of holiday homework left to complete.  He set to after lunch, with Granny's help, and boxed off 2 pages of sums.  To totals of five.
With a bit of luck, he'll just about be done as school restarts on 5 September.

Hello Monday

Hello to week 8 of the summer holidays.  The end is in sight.
Hello to the last Bank Holiday before Christmas.  It's bound to rain.
Hello to arranging a taster day at a prospective school for The Boy Child.
Hello to photographing sites of interest for our American cousins.
Hello to lunch with my cousin and her two children.
Hello to a playdate with Auntie V's grand-daughter.
Hello to bringing Project Life up to date and working on a few outstanding scrapbooking projects.

Sunday, 26 August 2012

Photo a Day: 26th August

~ it's good to talk ~
The Boy Child is beginning to take an interest in the telephone as a means of communication.  He's talking to my sister here and actually holding a 2-way proper conversation.
One more account of The Boy Child surprising me.

Saturday, 25 August 2012

Photo a Day: 25th August

Hanging up the kitchen blind for Granny.
Involving a ladder.
Involving The Boy Child.
Help or hindrance.

Losing An Inch

I've never given much thought to my height.
It is what it is.
I'm about 5'7", which is average in my family.
I'm taller than my mum and my sister, but much shorter than my brother.
My dad was over 6'.
My 15-year old nephew is considerably taller than me now, much to his delight.
I am taller than my 30-year old twin nephews (in-law, if you want to be precise about these things).
I am taller than most of the women in my Zumba class.
I've been following Julie's Height of Summer with interest and a wry smile, but never seriously thought about joining in ~ see opening remark.
Then I read Mel's post and her claim to be 5'7" and a bit.  "Hang on," I thought, "I'm taller than Mel.  Aren't I?"
It would appear that I'm not.  I just think I am.
That makes me just shy of 5'7".
Or 5'6" and a bit.
It appears those "and a bit" count for something after all.

Friday, 24 August 2012

Photo a Day: 24th August

~ shore line through life buoy ~
The Brainy One and I went off at looked at 3 houses today in the area we have narrowed down as the 'relocation area'.  Mum very kindly took care of The Boy Child.
I discovered that a large amount of money does not necessarily equate to a large amount of house.  

Thursday, 23 August 2012

Photo a Day: 23rd August

Mum and I spent the day showing The Brainy One and The Boy Child places from my childhood.  One of which is a railway station and platform restored to how it was in 1952. There's not a lot there, but I can recall always thinking it was a pretty cool place.

Wednesday, 22 August 2012

Photo a Day: 22nd August

Just what you don't need on the morning you are due to travel 250 miles by car.

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

Photo a Day: 21st August

Organising four small people was never going to be easy.
The Boy Child's friend and her family are returning home to Australia in a couple of weeks.
We'll miss them.

Monday, 20 August 2012

Photo a Day: 20th August

~ super slider~

Hello Monday

Hello to week 7 of the school holidays.
Hello to a complimentary day at a "country" club.  I received an offer in the post and we've taken them up on it.
Hello to house valuation.  No point looking at houses outside of London if we don't know what our house is currently worth.
Hello to tidying up the front and back gardens.
Hello to trying on school uniform.
Hello to shopping for school shoes.
Hello to travelling to mum's.  Rounding off the summer holidays with 10 days with my mum.  Hooray.
Hello to still hoping to find time to scrapbook.

Sunday, 19 August 2012

Photo a Day: 19th August

~ waiting for Brave to begin at the cinema ~

Happy Mail: #9

Two parcels were deposited with Royal Mail yesterday morning; one recipient in the UK and one in the USA.
I went with a London theme for this round of Happy Mail, as it seemed fitting.
If you'd like an chance to be a recipient of the next round of Happy Mail, just send an email with your address to: roo1968ATyahooDOTcoDOTuk with Happy Mail 2012 in the title. 
It would be nice if you left a comment here as well.
There is no catch.
You don't have to do anything in return.
Stalking the Postie, one of my favourite past times. 

Friday, 17 August 2012

Photo a Day; 17th August

The Brainy One and I have been talking again of late about leaving London and about where we might move to and about when we might make the move.
When the Boy Child was born, we thought we would leave London before he started at Nursery school.  Then my MiL's illness worsened dramatically and we couldn't leave her or my FiL.  We couldn't leave my FiL after my MiL's death.  The Boy Child started school.  Then my FiL died.
All of these things gave us reasons to stay.
But now, we are making our plans.
With a date to work towards.
And I have a notebook perfect for the occasion.

Thursday, 16 August 2012

Photo a Day: 16th August

Some times, the only thing to do is sneak away with a book and cup of tea and hope that no-one notices.  I picked up Night Circus after seeing it everywhere on London transport and beginning to appear on blogs.  I'm only a few pages in, yet I already know that it's one of those reads where you have to suspend belief.  And I'm not always a fan of that kind of read, with Cross Stitch being the exception.
What are you reading this month?
And how are you reading?
Good old proper book or the dark side Kindle?

Wednesday, 15 August 2012

Move More, Eat Well: July

July was the first month that saw more swimming than Zumba.
I went swimming twelve {12} times.
I went to Zumba three {3} times.
I walked the dog/s thirteen {13} times.
On Monday, 9 July I managed 14 lengths for the first time in the pool.  I still stop between lengths, but for not as long, and my swimming style still doesn't bear close inspection.  The main thing is that I am doing it.
It was also the day The Boy Child went to the crèche for the first time.  We have named it Holiday Gym Club.
On Friday, 20 July I was able to manage 16 lengths for the first time in the pool.  I’m pretty proud of myself!  The 16 lengths take me around 30 minutes to complete so I’m thinking I should aim for 20 lengths in the same amount of time and then stick with that amount until I can manage to speed up a little.  I’m frequently overtaken by ladies of more mature years; good thing I’m not vain!
I missed a week of going to the gym because of our visit to mum’s.  I did actually take my Zumba kit with me, but didn’t follow through on getting to a local class or two.
Will do better next time!
My exercise that week was dog walking two pooches twice a day and in all weathers, so no need to berate myself for not getting to Zumba. 
Probably too much chocolate consumed overall during the month, but my weight is remaining fairly constant. 
And, bottom line, it’s never been about my weight. 
Three things in my life that I love right now:
1) Cheering Team GB's medals
2) Being openly patriotic 
3) Actually touching Olympic tickets
How was your month for moving more and eating well?

Photo a Day: 15th August

~ waiting patiently for Mummy to have her eyebrows waxed ~

Tuesday, 14 August 2012

Monday, 13 August 2012

Photo a Day: 13th August

The Boy Child had his first swimming lesson this afternoon and he loved it.  It probably helps that there are just 4 children in total in the class.
The Brainy One has the opinion that if we people expect less of The Boy Child because of his condition, then he gives less.  If, on the other hand, we people expect more, he gives more.
The Brainy One is correct (that's why he is The Brainy One).
And The Boy Child more than proved that theory today.

Olympic Round Up: Days 15 & 16

Saturday saw Team GB get off to a great start. 
 ~ Gold for Ed McKeever in the 200m Kayak Sprint ~
 ~ Bronze for Liam Heath and Jon Schofield in the 200m Kayak Sprint Pairs ~
 ~ Gold for Mo Farah in 5,000m; he did the distance double ~
 ~ Gold for Luke Campbell in the Bantamweight Boxing ~
~ Bronze for Tom Daley in the 10m Platform Diving ~
This is the one medal I really wanted for Team GB.  We tend to forget that because Tom has been around for a number of years and was at his second Olympics, he's still only 18 years old.  His father died just over a year ago and Tom had to cope with his heartbreak in the full glare of the British media.
Sunday saw Team GB round off their Games with three more medals.
~ Fred Evans took Silver in the Welterweight Boxing ~
 ~ Anthony Joshua took gold in the Super Heavyweight Boxing ~
      ~ Samantha Murray took silver in the Modern Pentathlon, the final event of London 2012 ~
Team GB:
Gold ~ 29
Silver ~ 17
Bronze ~ 19 
Total Medals: 65
No more plucky Brit loser

Hello Monday

Hello week 6 of the summer holidays.
Hello to life without London 2012.  I cannot believe the Olympics have been and gone after waiting for them for over seven years.
Hello to a week of swimming lessons for The Boy Child.
Hello to results of the eye swab.
Hello to third visit to the vet for the pooch.
Hello to seeing Brave at the cinema.
Hello to finding time to scrapbook.  I haven't done any at all for what seems like weeks.

Sunday, 12 August 2012

Photo a Day: 12th August

More visitors today making use of our drive before heading off to Stratford ~ we're happy to help, but I charge a small fee ... I have to hold their Olympic tickets in my hand!
Our friends paid £150 per head for tonight's Closing Ceremony (they've sensibly left their Smalls with the grandparents).
Would we have paid £150 per ticket pre-Games?  No.
Would we have paid £150 per ticket at any point during the last two weeks? Without a doubt!

Saturday, 11 August 2012

Photo a Day: 11th August

Olympic Round Up: Day 14

No gold medals yesterday, but two silvers and three bronze to add to our tally.
 ~ Luke Patience & Stuart Bithell, silver in the 470 class,sailing ~
~ Hannah Mills & Saskia Clark, silver in the 470 class, sailing ~
 ~ Bronze in the Ladies Hockey ~
 ~ Anthony Ogogo, bronze in boxing ~
  ~ Lutalo Muhammed, bronze in Taekwondo ~ 

Friday, 10 August 2012

Photo a Day: 10th August

We've had a much quieter week since my sister and nephew went home on Tuesday.  The Boy Child looks shattered but is still tending to wake up around 6am.  Any plans I had for ticking off items on our Summer Manifesto list this week have been put on hold for now.
Next week sees The Boy Child attending a week long crash course in swimming; I should think he'll be exhausted by the Friday ... that's my plan!

Thursday, 9 August 2012

Olympic Round Up: Days 12 & 13

Day 12, yesterday, was the day Team GB gave everyone else a chance at a medal ... ahem ...
Day 13, today, has seen three golds and a bronze ...
~ Gold and bronze in the Individual Dressage ~
~ I am a convert, it was heaven on hooves ~
 ~ Nicola Adams, gold in the Flyweight Boxing ~ 
~ She has her place in history as the first woman to receive a gold medal in Olympic Boxing ~
~ Gold for Jade Jones in the Taekwondo ~

Photo a Day: 9th August

~ Mirror, mirror ~

Eye, Eye

The Boy Child has a problem with his left eye.
I don't know what it is.
Three different doctors don't know what it is.
We started with this.
We moved on to this.
And then this.
As those of you with children know, getting eye drops in to a small and wriggling person is nigh on impossible.  Add in the Autism factor and its left me, The Brainy One and The Boy Child as emotional wrecks.
We are now waiting for the results of an eye swab.
I have taken to strong drink.  
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