tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30561460546271137462024-03-13T03:38:41.823+00:00tattyhousehastingsIt's all about us - making, doing, eating, drinking - mostly frugallyBev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.comBlogger535125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-80526570945137869612011-07-13T15:35:00.003+01:002011-07-13T19:32:57.787+01:00It's the end...for nowI've spent some time reviewing this blog, with the intention of publishing it. I've enjoyed writing it, I've enjoyed reading back over it, and most importantly it has been a lifesaver in keeping my sanity at times. It has been fantastic to have a record of our family's last four years, our move to Hastings, managing on one salary, our ups and our downs and our everyday life.<br /><br />We're happily settled now, we have a lovely, albeit naughty dog Lily. Both children are settled in school and we've found a good community and great friends around us. M is in a new job as a Deputy Head, working hard to change a local school around and I'm exploring voluntary work options whilst staying primarily as a housewife. I'm now proud of staying at home and looking after the family, I've come to terms with this as a feminist and remain largely happy with my roles.<br /><br />Who knows what will come next for us? But I do know if we stick together as a family we'll do alright, and have a few adventures on the way.<br /><br />BevBev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-43276651248100099872011-05-24T08:22:00.002+01:002011-05-24T08:29:16.400+01:00I'm the world's worst employer....Because the staff never turn up....still waiting for the scaffolders, and in turn the builders. Keep thinking of suitable punishments - outing the rubbish company, not recommending them, keeping half the money until they are finished, letting the dog take sips of their tea and so on.<br /><br />Off to visit a couple of dog kennels this morning, part of the deal in getting a dog was knowing we'd have to put her in kennels sometimes. Very anxious about it, almost feel like I won't like any of them but am trying to stay positive. Largely because we'll have to put her in one on Friday for our Big Trip to...wait for it....Disneyland Paris. Children are, understandably very excited about it all. At the moment I'm just worried about all the logistics but am sure will do like the advert and get up early when we are there.<br /><br />In other exciting family news, Lily dog has a bit of an eye infection (bit yucky), J's continuing to struggle to learn to read, Ol's reading very well but writing is a bit more casual.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-65083954726879714222011-05-18T09:31:00.003+01:002011-05-18T09:38:08.926+01:00Chimney don't fall down yet...So we're having our chimney taken down, and re-built as it is lopsided. Been a bit of a back burner worry for the last four years, particularly as it is on the side of the house that gets the sea storms first.<br /><br />It's one of those annoying jobs though that need two sets of tradespeople - the roofer, and the scaffolders. As they seem to be friends, or at least work together frequently I assumed it would all go smoothly. Not the case. The scaffolders turned up at lunchtime yesterday, built a bit, had a cup of tea, then had to 'get on with something else' at two. I bumped in to them in town at three in bhs, so goodness knows what they were up to. Knicker shopping?<br /><br />Then the roofer was supposed to come today, but we've put him off until Thursday as the scaffolding is nowhere near the roof yet. But he now says he might be busy until Monday (how does that work?).<br /><br />And to cap it all it is raining today, the scaffolders were not due until lunchtime again (something to do with vans and strikes that I didn't understand). But I bet rain stops play again. Although they might squeeze in a cup of tea. Sadly I didn't offer biscuits yesterday, this may be the root of the problem.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-83859836737409708492011-05-15T10:43:00.003+01:002011-05-15T10:48:50.698+01:00Eurovision of course....Ah, so Austria are our friends too. Surprised about Austria to be honest...but not about the others. Perhaps next year we could do some specific promotional work in the former Eastern block, plus perhaps do some positive discrimination and have a singer originally from there who could garner a bit of home support. Come on UK!Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-89498588593838156902011-05-09T08:55:00.002+01:002011-05-09T09:09:18.298+01:00Evil Spike of DoomSo -lovely weekend mostly, spent the morning yesterday at a car boot sale. Lily dog is a bit unsure about the delights of car booting, think she gets a bit overwhelmed by the number of people and smells there. She spent a fair bit of time trying to hide under random cars which was a bit pitiful.<br /><br />Then after a quick dash around <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Asda</span> (not keen on their cheese and onion rolls as picnic food) just time to put together a lunch and head off to the East Hill for a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">friend's</span> birthday picnic. Had a lovely hour or two, children climbing trees, dads playing rounders, me sitting on a camping chair I bought with me (very pleased with that decision) and just chilling out. Then Ollie ran across a bit of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">barbecue</span> area, and right over a massive spike. It went through his shoe and sock and up in to his foot. Luckily it wasn't stuck in, so to speak but there was an awful lot of blood for one small <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ish</span> boy.<br /><br />So we went straight off to A&E, fortunately despite the chairs being totally full up, the wait was only two hours. Two hours of waiting in a small room crowded with other (sick) people not perfect with two primary aged children who don't have '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">DS's</span> or are not allowed to 'play on your phone'. There was an even smaller children's room, with very nice murals on the walls. But sadly with only two toys, one of which was nailed down to a table. Do intend to ask the hospital if they need local people to donate toys and books, or if perhaps they have been removed due to risk of germs or something. Books and magazines definitely would have been most welcome.<br /><br />Then <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Ol</span> saw a lovely nurse practitioner who cleaned his foot (he was very brave), commented on seeing bit of 'white fat' in the cut. Unsure about the meaning of that actually. She told <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Ol</span> to stay off his foot for at least forty eight hours, and gave him some crutches. Which he got the hang of very quickly. I was very impressed with her ability to procure the right size crutches immediately from a side room, have a feeling in London/big cities it would not be that simple.<br /><br />So here we are - Ollie incapable of doing just about anything on his own, other than reading, watching telly and playing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Wii</span> (of course doing school work should be on that list). Not sure how he will be able to cope with school in a day or so when he is supposed to go back as he can't even go to the loo on his own. Maybe the magical quick healing power of the young will work though and his foot will get better speedily.<br /><br />And even better, a friend of ours dug the spike put from the ground to save it for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Ol</span>.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-71675127540654723412011-04-25T07:40:00.003+01:002011-04-25T19:12:27.047+01:00The Wonderment of Drinking PimmsYesterday afternoon I figured I couldn't feel much worse if I had a lovely glass of Pimms filled with strawberries and cucumber. And you know what? It actually had magical restorical powers<br />that made me feel a little better last night. Well enough to eat cake at least and watch telly.<br /><br />Then this morning I woke up at the unholy hour of seven a.m. or something from a dream free sleep and felt just marvellous. Ready to tackle the day, and year in that order. So after a bit of loafing about in pyjamas it is off to a Certain Department Store to return some trousers that inconsiderately broke on Lovely M, to the garden centre for grass seed and maybe something for the window boxes, to walk the dog, and to list all J's branded baby dolls on e-bay as she says she is too big for them and now needs big girl toys. Although, to be honest on that one, none of us are entirely sure what big girls toys are.<br /><br />Day - bring it on!Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-21123842697860595262011-04-24T09:25:00.003+01:002011-04-25T07:37:58.050+01:00It's Easter Sunday...and the children weirdly still believe in the Easter Bunny despite us doing nothing to encourage them. Some years ago the Easter Bunny visited a friends' house<br />and had sprinkled eggs all over their garden. Ol remains convinced he saw an egg come from the sky, therefore the Easter Bunny flies (or is God?).<br /><br />This year their eggs, from friends and families, plus an extra one they hadn't seen (from us) were on their desks in their rooms. They are convinced the Easter bunny put them there and gave them an extra one.<br /><br />And as for me, I've been really ill - some sort of confusing fever, head hurting to move, aching joints illness for the last two days. Sort of better now but still a bit confused - mostly due to vast number of dreams I had last night I think.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-81699473690161056802011-04-10T09:15:00.002+01:002011-04-10T09:19:23.105+01:00Lily's better today...thank goodness, almost a complete total recovery. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wagging</span> tail, naughty behaviour, curiosity up, and jumping about. Very pleased with the Power of Antibiotics. And in other news we have managed to take down the two garden fence panels, that were falling down anyway. Sounds simple, but was actually made challenging by all the ivy and trees growing in to the fence. So much pulling and pushing was required that we were absolutely exhausted by the end of the day and able to do no more than eat a Chinese takeaway and watch celebrity Total <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Wipeout</span>. Which says something.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-59586390029414311902011-04-09T08:34:00.006+01:002011-04-10T09:14:59.808+01:00It's the first day of the Easter holidays...And Lily the dog seems a bit ill, she's shaky and more cuddly than usual. Plus, she only ate a tiny bit of her breakfast. Hope it is nothing serious. As for the rest of the family, well J's teacher's gave her a really long maths workbook for the holidays. Not sure if it was just given to her, as a special homework or to all the children. Regardless, she is delighted, did some last night (fortunately we had some teachers over for dinner so they helped her) and she is doing more this morning. Only annoying thing is it needs quite a lot of support from a grown up, i.e. me and I like to just sit and have a quiet coffee in the morning before starting on 'counting in tens' and 'teen numbers'. Ol is glued to a rerun of The Gladiators on the telly, he spends most of his telly time watching Challenge, which is all old gameshows. Not sure what this means, personally I prefer Sam and Mark or Ant and Dec, or any of the other inane presenters on the children's channels. And as for lovely Mat, he went on a Teachers Night Out yesterday, goodness knows how many of them invading the Old Town. Did warn them off the Black Market, and suggested the lovely Hastings Arms. But since Mat was in Very Late last night and is still in bed (unheard of for him at the late time of quarter to nine) I haven't found out what they were up to.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-2003014222439449992011-03-01T10:00:00.002+00:002011-03-01T10:08:14.960+00:00I like to organise things so much I do it in my sleepSo at the weekend, we spent most of Sunday re-organising our house. Two chairs in the living room had to go because they were getting a little old and tatty, one leg was going, oh and the dog finished them off. So we shifted furniture about, threw away old magazines and newspapers - why, oh, why do we collect so many piles of these things all over the place? We even sorted through the toys in the playroom and made a big pile of things to car boot later in the year.<br /><br />Finally, by the end of the day we had two tidy and organised rooms, with furniture shifted about and lots of cushions plumped up (important this, as they could have saved me later). Then after watching the fantastic 'Promise' all about Israel/Palestine we went to bed. Except I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">apparently</span> dreamed of organisation so much I got up again. Whilst asleep. And managed to move our really heavy chest of drawers in to the middle of the room. I kind of remember thinking, that it was a really hard job and dangerous (as we're in the attic with steep stairs and there is no wall at the top of the stairs. The next thing I know is I'm in the bathroom with blood all over my nose, and pain. Then in the morning I wake up to by newly 'organised' bedroom and lovely blood splodges all over the chest of drawers.<br /><br />Yes, what a freak!Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-3386223191559339882011-02-07T09:16:00.002+00:002011-02-07T09:22:53.983+00:00Dear BloggerPlease forgive me, for I have sinned, it has been over two weeks since my last blog (confession).<br /><br />Actually naughty Lily the dog has kept me very busy, that and some random childhood illness', including J's random 'having a wobbly tooth and can't eat' sickness. The dog is settling in to the family, less mouthing, slightly less menacing the children, slightly less chewing forbidden things - well apart from the hole she has chewed in one of our very old second hand chairs.<br /><br />Lily is lovely though, so friendly to us and strangers and an absolute delight in the evenings. I'm hoping to take her to puppy training classes at the start of March although I have taught her 'Leave it', 'Sit', 'Lay down', 'Down' and 'Come here', she even 'found her ball' for me the other day.<br /><br />And J is starting to say, ' I just wish we had a trained dog' whilst sobbing slightly less. Slightly.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-2396042121313526302011-01-19T10:34:00.003+00:002011-01-19T10:40:59.258+00:00The PTAJust back from a meeting of the PTA, which I chair. Somehow the role of organising the school fete's and doing lots of the work for them falls to the chair at this school. Not sure how it has turned out that way as usually one would expect the chair to manage the work to be done but not do it herself! So I'm delighted to say that I asked if anyone would like to take on the role of leading the summer fair, and I had a volunteer. So no spreadsheets for me, no getting anxious about signage, and worrying about the logistics of all the tables and where to put them, let alone how to get enough people to run them. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Yay</span>-hey! Just need to make it clear to all it is voluntary, so no haranguing people who don't want to, or can't get involved then can just do the dull agenda' and minutes and bits that I like.<br /><br />In other news, the dog has taken over chewing the shoe basket as her number one naughty task. And she still does not obey to leave it. Will have to get more treats out as part of training I think. I've been doing my homework, and as well as reading the puppy training book have been watching a very entertaining yet informative programme entitled; 'It's me or the Dog'. Quite posh British woman is the dog trainer and she does it all with treats. Quite small ones too.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-57509768373956102011-01-17T13:58:00.004+00:002011-01-18T16:17:41.935+00:00Little spotty funny face<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WxMs81TRYXRcyFVsjGlsFay9c6GJTU9rvXffixeW8mrqyBOeQoo2AiucB_shuXDNWqaOnL1t8Upat347O0NSrzJAr3ldDC75XBCx4kpcBX0ZomSdfRCoxoOI1DIKAMeunwa9kYUWfuY/s1600/DSCF0001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563154451376121186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WxMs81TRYXRcyFVsjGlsFay9c6GJTU9rvXffixeW8mrqyBOeQoo2AiucB_shuXDNWqaOnL1t8Upat347O0NSrzJAr3ldDC75XBCx4kpcBX0ZomSdfRCoxoOI1DIKAMeunwa9kYUWfuY/s400/DSCF0001.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd7PbORdcGUYhzYpg1fEFa_TZ-Vgo3NoyEwBJlRhvtbwzezxP3__eZg5epLw0p09gSiEXS5Jq9el2DV7P8ho5nsO_0-nW7MWravJFtsvXGYFpB0QH-DtBhlcLevikpzG5FzNd_k0231I/s1600/DSCF0002.JPG"></a>We've got a dog; a cross Spaniel and Jack Russell, no please no more comments about what a 'lively untrainable mix' this is, I didn't know OK. She is called Lily, and is really nice sometimes. Other times she runs manically around the house trying to bite ankles, steal shoes to eat, get at the crisps, bark and have wees. When she's nice though, she is very very nice - cuddling up to the whole family, wagging her tail, playing with her toys, saying hello to other dogs and so on.<br /><br />Lily is 18 weeks old, her first family couldn't manage her, their kitten and year old baby in a flat without a garden. She'd been crate trained there, but I can't bring myself to do that so she's a bit more free range at ours. Hence the need to train her to 'Leave it'. If I'm honest, there are times, when I'm fancying a bit of peace and do wish there was a way to get her to get in her bed for a rest and stay there for more than a minute.<br /><br />I'm actually thinking having a puppy is harder than an over-active toddler, because (mostly) toddlers don't nip, are not so loud and wear nappies. Lily has settled down slowly since we got her though so do have faith in her ability to be trained. Well I do most of the time.<br /><br />Off to dog training classes next week. Hoping trainer not too strict with owners as I did read something worrying in puppy book whereby the author said she could tell how well behaved a puppy would turn out to be by looking at the owner's children!Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-67912141944495735732010-12-22T14:34:00.001+00:002010-12-22T14:36:16.934+00:00It is Christmas time and I'm having a breakHello lovely readers<br />Just to say we're all fine, looking forward to Christmas and I'm having a bit of a break from blogging at the moment.<br />Best seasonal wishes<br />BevBev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-27640639289555746182010-09-27T07:59:00.001+01:002010-09-27T08:01:06.545+01:00Worst Cold in the WorldI've had a shocker of a cold since Friday, been unable to sleep, drink, even eat at times. I still feel very unwell although last night I had a better nights' sleep what with waking up every 2 hours rather than half an hour.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-25700858515050744102010-09-20T09:38:00.003+01:002010-09-20T09:40:13.917+01:00Late markWe were late for school this morning, forgot we planned to walk until too late and did not have the car as a back up. Did have to give my name to the school secretary for a black mark, surprised she didn't want the children's too but either she knows who they are or the black mark is just for me, deservedly so I suppose.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-2826110735615117062010-09-13T14:49:00.002+01:002010-09-13T14:54:45.405+01:00It's all about the coffeeI've just decided, and agreed with the Bridge, our local community centre to start volunteering there. I'm going to work in the cafe on a Wednesday morning, not alarmed about it at all apart from the very swanky coffee machine I'm going to have to learn to operate. Of course am nervous it will get very busy, as it does sometimes and I'll have a flap but apart from that it should be fun and a nice way to help, and get out of the house.<br />At least I know the components of all coffees, and just need to worry about them having the right <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">milk</span>, and of course the machine itself. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Expressio</span> anyone?<br />Oh, and in other exciting news we've got a new hamster. We also bought a new hamster cage, which is very secure with no way of hamsters escaping or cats getting them free. The hamster is called Gnasher, and is mostly Ollie's; it seems very cute so far and also very fat.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-40608280906393773722010-09-07T09:11:00.004+01:002010-09-07T09:19:26.076+01:00One Wedding, two funeralsWe've got a memorial service on Thursday for Clive, as a popular teacher, and with friends and family I'm expecting it to be very busy, and very emotional again. I can't do justice to writing about Clive yet so I won't but needless to say he's been in our thoughts a lot.<br /><br />We've also got a wedding to look forward to at the start of October - it's a small friends and family wedding; we're part of the friends contingent - it is one of Ollie's godfathers that is getting married. The service is in Lyme <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Regis</span>, a lovely town so we're looking forward to spending some time there.<br /><br />Weirdly we are staying in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Charmouth</span>, about a mile up the road where my childhood holidays were spent in a caravan. In fact, we have decided to stay in a caravan for the weekend, rather than spend a little extra for a lodge. I just could not resist for the nostalgia fest, plus the lodges are probably just wood <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">cladded</span> caravans anyway. Wonder how much the decor will have changed?Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-85788786998712394942010-08-28T09:24:00.001+01:002010-08-28T09:26:39.608+01:00It's a sad timeMy father in law died unexpectedly, and suddenly in Spain of a heart attack. We're just back from driving down to Spain and back for the funeral.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-52198886320273375762010-08-12T18:02:00.002+01:002010-08-12T18:07:50.643+01:00Mini Kickers and Middle Class Park TakeoverI took the children to the fantastic, Mini Kickers, football for little ones organised by the local community centre this morning. They loved it as usual, and the mummies enjoyed a good chat and discussion about how much we like (some of us more than others) the lovely man who takes the session and keeps our 3-5 year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">olds</span> occupied and behaving well for a whole hour. Quite unusual to meet a younger single man who is fantastic with kids, and so bossy with them too!<br /><br />Then we all went off to the new park on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bembrook</span> Road, I've heard good and bad things about the park. A couple of friends of ours even got shot at with BB guns there a few weeks ago. But today, was a very middle class take over (that is, if we all accept the inevitable that we are middle class anyway) with a good ten or fifteen children mostly playing nicely together and taking turns. Very lovely afternoon polished off with a nice cup of tea and more playing in the Bridge Community Centre.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-8705777086152178262010-08-10T16:39:00.002+01:002010-08-10T16:45:50.205+01:00We're half way through the summer holidays......and have managed to have a lovely time despite the weather and being on a budget, I think just for being in Hastings. We've had a pirate day, and a lovely Carnival topped off with a free firework display this weekend. We've also been to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Chessington</span>, which was great, on 2 for 1 vouchers. Particularly keen on the chimpanzees there, although the children were more taken with the rides, and the pizza for tea.<br /><br />And this week promises just a few days before we go on holiday. We're off camping in the middle of France - the Isle <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">de</span> Re to be precise for a week. I feel slightly 'of the moment' as a possibly (to be discussed at a later date) middle class family off for a week or two of camping in France. I think nearly everyone I know will be doing it this year.<br /><br />Oh, and we just might try out the Hop Farm tomorrow despite being quite pricey it seems like it may be fun, and if not worth poking a bit of fun at the olden days.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-50446714192633020862010-07-20T09:27:00.002+01:002010-07-20T09:31:14.168+01:00It's Pilates for me...I'm off to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Pilates</span> at the local sports centre in a minute, quite enjoy it although am not sure if is always tough enough. Then when it is of course I find it impossible to do those moves.<br /><br />This afternoon I'm going to the Children's Sports Day at their Infant School, very exciting. Last year Ollie was so busy with his crowd pleasing smile he forgot to run, so who knows what this year will bring. Am actually very pleased that the children are at an infants school at the moment, it is so nice they are all quite small and innocent and there are no scary big children to worry about.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-22335915865548380142010-07-18T21:10:00.002+01:002010-07-18T21:13:32.114+01:00I have a denim dress...that I think I love but am not altogether sure about. I've been wearing it all day and have not been able to make a decent decision about it.<br />We went for a lovely walk along the seafront, down to free parking at Warrior Square then along the promenade, a quick paddle on the beach, and back. Very quiet, although with some enormous dog poo's along the way. A little alarming.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-30297403583794789462010-07-14T16:33:00.001+01:002010-07-14T16:34:43.185+01:00Here is Andrew the Penguin<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRyuzAHZvTNR0h8KFGMieZ4gjQgYpfzUZwE9Fju4lUuJDJ3WqNPfa1ntNqu2bdxR6Z-U2RJq-D1j1J7b6o6IbU5MR9gI94att8EojggWEzqNTXHjmX3GZWElyhIseeMIu4YdD9HN2aInE/s1600/AnimalPlanet18_800x474.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493785730925705170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRyuzAHZvTNR0h8KFGMieZ4gjQgYpfzUZwE9Fju4lUuJDJ3WqNPfa1ntNqu2bdxR6Z-U2RJq-D1j1J7b6o6IbU5MR9gI94att8EojggWEzqNTXHjmX3GZWElyhIseeMIu4YdD9HN2aInE/s400/AnimalPlanet18_800x474.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3056146054627113746.post-23206538559215763662010-07-14T16:25:00.002+01:002010-07-14T16:29:16.163+01:00We liked grabby machines a lot...at University, so much so that one day we ventured out of town on a day trip to Cornwall and spent most of the day playing them. We managed to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">swop</span> a number of small toys for a bigger toy; Andrew who we loved. Andrew came everywhere with us, to the pub, ice-skating, visiting houses and so on.<br />When we left University as he was under joint ownership he has been on extended visits across the county to all our houses. I've just re-inherited him a few months ago. And am really quite keen on him.Bev http://www.blogger.com/profile/04640812762955604592noreply@blogger.com0