No nice pictures for you lot today, but just to inform you all that poor Noah has got the chicken pox.. will spare you a photo, but lets just say I will never eat spotty dick for pudding again.
Amie was also unwell this Friday but INSISTED on going up to Cumbria to see Nana, Pa and Uncle Rod and Aunty Julia.. even if Rich did have to pull into a service station for her to be sick.. she made it. Good woman! I've been left at home to mind the cats, and catch up on all the work I haven't been able to do since Noah was off nursery since last Wednesday. I've written up my experimental report that's due in on Monday, more or less finished an article summary that's due in on Friday... lounged around in my pjs, ate a lot of chocolate, watched movies and rather boringly got lots of housework done. And it's SO peaceful and quiet.. it's like being on holiday .. bliss! Lets just hope they don't get stranded by snow up in Cumbria (I miss the car!)
Bren x
Saturday, 27 November 2010
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Amie's just started playing football on a Sunday morning (just like her dad) and she LOVES it. She's even managed to score a goal on her second time playing, even if it did involve her fouling a lot of players (most of them from her own team). The coach said he's never seen such aggression in one so young. We're taking that as a compliment.
Sunday, 31 October 2010
Sunday, 12 September 2010
Back to civilisation
We've survived our first camping/festival trip as a family. We went to The End of the Road Festival this year http://www.endoftheroadfestival.com/ ..taking Amie out of school a few hours early, and bringing Barnaby Bear with us into the bargain. (This bear belongs to her class and gets taken on days out and photographed at various places.. luckily he had space in his diary to come with us)
Unfortunately I couldn't find the camera, so we had to go old school with a disposable one. I will scan in some pictures if they are worth looking at. I couldn't get out of the habit of staring at the back of the camera after I took the shot to see what it looked like.
Whats to be said of doing festivals with small kids.. well in general the kids really seemed to enjoy it. And at this one there was a lot of entertainment laid on for them.. puppet shows (they sat through 2 a day), cinema in the morning, circus workshops, craft make and take, face painting.,.not to mention the freedom and pleasure of just running about in a field all day playing with random other children.There were some really nice bands (for us )playing for grown ups. . not that we got near enough to them to really enjoy it. BUT we did pitch our tent right beside the main stage, so we got to enjoy the later bands even as we were tucked up in our tent from 8pm at night.
I've just spent 2 days in wellies, my body refuses to do all but the most basic of functions in portaloos, and we had to queue for 20 minutes in the rain to have a shower in the morning. Add to that the joy of waking up this morning to a wet tent, INSIDE, due to condensation and you can be pretty sure that as nice as the weekend was.. I'm sure happy to be back, so are my bowels. But lets not discuss that in great detail. There's only so much a body on a veggie diet consisting mostly of beans and chilli can take.
Unfortunately I couldn't find the camera, so we had to go old school with a disposable one. I will scan in some pictures if they are worth looking at. I couldn't get out of the habit of staring at the back of the camera after I took the shot to see what it looked like.
Whats to be said of doing festivals with small kids.. well in general the kids really seemed to enjoy it. And at this one there was a lot of entertainment laid on for them.. puppet shows (they sat through 2 a day), cinema in the morning, circus workshops, craft make and take, face painting.,.not to mention the freedom and pleasure of just running about in a field all day playing with random other children.There were some really nice bands (for us )playing for grown ups. . not that we got near enough to them to really enjoy it. BUT we did pitch our tent right beside the main stage, so we got to enjoy the later bands even as we were tucked up in our tent from 8pm at night.
I've just spent 2 days in wellies, my body refuses to do all but the most basic of functions in portaloos, and we had to queue for 20 minutes in the rain to have a shower in the morning. Add to that the joy of waking up this morning to a wet tent, INSIDE, due to condensation and you can be pretty sure that as nice as the weekend was.. I'm sure happy to be back, so are my bowels. But lets not discuss that in great detail. There's only so much a body on a veggie diet consisting mostly of beans and chilli can take.
Saturday, 14 August 2010
Holiday in France
We've just got back from a week spent in France, at Cavalaire sur Mer with Rich's parents and his sister and her family. Cavalaire is located on the most southerly bay of coastal Var, and has a 3km sandy beach. It was a week of sun, sea, sand and snakes! The kids spent a lot of time perfecting their swimming techniques in the pool, and enjoyed trying out the snorkel.... maybe a scuba holiday is on the cards as soon as Noah gets rid of his armbands (?).
We were lucky with the weather as it was hot but not TOO hot... it's taking a while to adjust to being back in the rainy UK.. but still good to be home. Jessie and Seamus were well looked after by the neighbours, but think they still missed us (or like to think they did anyway). Just back from Toy Story 3, really top film!
Friday, 6 August 2010
Holiday in Ireland
Rapunzel's Tower.. at least that's what we told the kids it was, and they had a great time trying to get her to let down her hair. What we should have said was "This fine tower, built of mica-slate interspersed with granite is about 30 metres high, with an entrance 3.5 metres from the base. The conical roof was rebuilt in 1876 using the original stones. The tower originally had six timber floors, connected by ladders. The four storeys above entrance level are each lit by a small window; while the top storey has four windows facing the cardinal compass points. Round towers, landmarks for approaching visitors, were built as bell towers, but also served on occasion as store-houses and as places of refuge in times of attack." It's going to be our fault when they flunk out of school.
Rich holding up the headstones at Glendalough Co. Wicklow. Glendalough (Irish: Gleann Dá Loch, meaning "Glen of Two Lakes") is a glacial valley located in County Wicklow, Ireland, renowned for its Early Medieval monastic settlement founded in the 6th century by St Kevin, a hermit priest, and destroyed in 1398 by English troops.(Can't you just tell I have the Wikipedia page open!)
Amie insisted she wanted to carry these horses, a present from Granny, around with her. Of course I ended up carrying them after about 5 minutes. In this picture she is nice and dry. It's a pity I didn't have the presence of mind to take a picture AFTER she fell into that stream behind her, while trying to cross over on stepping stones. I left Daddy in charge for 5 minutes, and came back to a soaking wet sobbing child. Luckily we had a spare pair of trousers with us, and I managed to dry her knickers in the women's toilets with the hand dryer... stoically ignoring the strange looks I got from all the women in there.
Now this is a great invention. In the shopping centre's of Ireland they don't need creches. You simply shackle your child/ren by the neck and collect them when you're finished shopping.
No Disneyland for us. If you want to keep your kids entertained (with the added bonus of scaring the life out of them so they're too scared to kick up too much of a fuss at bedtime in case the Vikings hear them) then head to Dublina www.dublina.ie. Rich and kids had a great time in here for a few hours while I got in some retail therapy.
This is what happens when you have a wee too much Guinness!
Rich the morning after the night before
Aunty Sandra
Aunty Marion
Saturday, 24 July 2010
Sunday, 30 May 2010
Back from Honeymoon
Just in case anyone missed it, Amie's mammy and daddy finally got married. And the added bonus of getting married, is that you get to go on Honeymoon too!
(Hope you don't mind Marie that I used some of your photos!)
Stopping off in Malborough on the way to Norton St. Philip. This is a really pretty market town, only 1.5 hours drive from Wokingham. Hopefully we will visit it again, probably with the kids in tow.. so it'll probably be a slightly less relaxing experience :)
Isn't it just lovely? (and I'm not at all surprised that Rich picked the B&B directly accross the road from it!) We stayed in a wee place called Norton St Philip in a lovely B&B, right opposite THE GEORGE pub....very very old building, really stunning views from the beer garden! From the blurb on the website it says it's probably one of the oldest pubs in England (but then they all say that don't they).
Now that's what I call a beer garden! The view from the George Inn.
http://www.georgeinnnsp.co.uk/home.php
"You have don't have any friends. Try finding friends on facebook" . Not only does the iphone sort out my mobile phone and internet access needs, it offers advice into the bargain!
We went to see Christy Moore live in Bristol on the Tuesday night which was really a great gig. He played a really beautiful Richard Thompson song that I'd never heard before... check out Beeswing on Youtube! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HApy-Xoix-g
Rich approves of this sentiment...we stopped off at this place for lunch, and had a cheeky beer or two with it.
Slaite (Cheers). I ordered a glass of Guinness, which in Ireland means a half pint, and in England means nothing, or at least you get given a pint glass of Guiness. I'm sure the barmaid must thought what does this mad Irish woman think I'm going to serve her Guinness in? A soup bowl?
Now that's what I call a lunch!
After our cheeky pints and beers we did what all self respecting people do. .. we feel asleep in a park. Ah the bliss of not having to keep an eye on little kids!
After a power nap it was onto the crazy golf course where (if Rich isn't reading this) I trounced Richard.
Inside the clock tower.
We climbed 212 steps to get to the top Bath Abbey, and we got a bookmark to prove it. Beautiful views up there (and I'm not just talking about the two of us)
We stopped off in Bradford Upon Avon for a few hours on our last day. It is a really beautiful little village, with a continental feel due to the little millars' cottages perched over the town. Really nice place with lovely independent shops, stunning views and few tourists.. apart from us.
The no calorie way of enjoying a cream cake!
It's an affectionate attempt at strangulation, honestly.
On the last night we visited the Therme Spa, which has an outdoor spa on the roof... naturally hot water, and stunning views. Very relaxing, even if I did start to feel a bit pickled after 2 hours. Thankfully, for all of you reading this, I didn't take any pictures of us there.
http://www.thermaebathspa.com/
We are back to reality now, but Rich and I had a really lovely time being just the two of us, away from the kids for a few days. That's the great thing about kids, you don't appreciate them until you escape from them! Apparently they were very good for their Nana and Pa so that's good news. Tomorrow is a Bank Holiday here, so it's been a very nice weekend.
(Hope you don't mind Marie that I used some of your photos!)
Stopping off in Malborough on the way to Norton St. Philip. This is a really pretty market town, only 1.5 hours drive from Wokingham. Hopefully we will visit it again, probably with the kids in tow.. so it'll probably be a slightly less relaxing experience :)
Isn't it just lovely? (and I'm not at all surprised that Rich picked the B&B directly accross the road from it!) We stayed in a wee place called Norton St Philip in a lovely B&B, right opposite THE GEORGE pub....very very old building, really stunning views from the beer garden! From the blurb on the website it says it's probably one of the oldest pubs in England (but then they all say that don't they).
Now that's what I call a beer garden! The view from the George Inn.
http://www.georgeinnnsp.co.uk/home.php
"You have don't have any friends. Try finding friends on facebook" . Not only does the iphone sort out my mobile phone and internet access needs, it offers advice into the bargain!
We went to see Christy Moore live in Bristol on the Tuesday night which was really a great gig. He played a really beautiful Richard Thompson song that I'd never heard before... check out Beeswing on Youtube! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HApy-Xoix-g
Rich approves of this sentiment...we stopped off at this place for lunch, and had a cheeky beer or two with it.
Slaite (Cheers). I ordered a glass of Guinness, which in Ireland means a half pint, and in England means nothing, or at least you get given a pint glass of Guiness. I'm sure the barmaid must thought what does this mad Irish woman think I'm going to serve her Guinness in? A soup bowl?
Now that's what I call a lunch!
After our cheeky pints and beers we did what all self respecting people do. .. we feel asleep in a park. Ah the bliss of not having to keep an eye on little kids!
After a power nap it was onto the crazy golf course where (if Rich isn't reading this) I trounced Richard.
Inside the clock tower.
We climbed 212 steps to get to the top Bath Abbey, and we got a bookmark to prove it. Beautiful views up there (and I'm not just talking about the two of us)
We stopped off in Bradford Upon Avon for a few hours on our last day. It is a really beautiful little village, with a continental feel due to the little millars' cottages perched over the town. Really nice place with lovely independent shops, stunning views and few tourists.. apart from us.
The no calorie way of enjoying a cream cake!
It's an affectionate attempt at strangulation, honestly.
On the last night we visited the Therme Spa, which has an outdoor spa on the roof... naturally hot water, and stunning views. Very relaxing, even if I did start to feel a bit pickled after 2 hours. Thankfully, for all of you reading this, I didn't take any pictures of us there.
http://www.thermaebathspa.com/
We are back to reality now, but Rich and I had a really lovely time being just the two of us, away from the kids for a few days. That's the great thing about kids, you don't appreciate them until you escape from them! Apparently they were very good for their Nana and Pa so that's good news. Tomorrow is a Bank Holiday here, so it's been a very nice weekend.
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