We’re breaking ourselves into BST gently here 😆
All we *had* to do today was pop into town to pay the mortgage so we elected to do that after lunch and have the morning at home. Davies and Scarlett caught up on some playing (some sort of Primeval meets geomags with added ponies type game), I caught up on some washing and online bits and we had amicable peace (ish).
We had lunch, Scarlett got pecked by the cockerel when she was cuddling one of the hens. Both the hens are very friendly and happily come to be picked up but the roo has gotten increasingly fiesty. That is sort of his job and it didn’t even draw blood but I made sure Tarly told him off (which she is very proficient at doing :lol:) as I don’t want her to be scared of him. Cautious yes, but not scared!
We drove into town, parked, popped into a shop where I tried on some clothes and with the kids’ help chose a couple of new summer tops :). Scarlett noticed a helping dog in the shop with a wheelchair-bound woman and another woman and was looking at them before telling me she had short arms and legs. I looked and it was Alison Lapper. I reminded the children that we know who she is from watching her on Child of our Time and they wanted to go and say hello. As she was in the middle of buying pants in a cheap clothes shop I explained that she would probably rather be left alone to do her shopping but secretly was quite starstruck as I’ve long admired her :).
We whizzed to the two banks to withdraw and pay in money, took a phonecall from my mum to say she was killing a couple of hours and would we be home soon and then headed home again. Mum popped over and her and I chatted while D and S played upstairs in our wardrobe. It is rather Narnia-eque built into the eaves of our loft but they did trash it a bit so I chased them out to have their tea. Mum stayed with Tarly while I dropped Davies at Beavers and then she left. Tarly and I grated loads of carrots and minced lots of garlic for some of Katy’s Carrots before going to collect Davies from Beavers.
Ady arrived home while I was sewing today’s two badges onto his uniform (otherwise it will get put away for the holiday and I’ll be sewing it five minutes before he’s supposed to be there in 3 weeks!), the children had a bath and then suddenly it was crazily late. I’m still not at all ready for it to be daylight at 8pm!
I finally sorted my clock out today and it’s currently keeping perfect time after weeks of running fast, slow or not at all. We had to dispose of our whole bucket of frogspawn as they all seemed to die before hatching. We started 25 eggs in the incubator yesterday though – 15 of our own and 10 of Tom’s who has different rare breed bantams to us. I’m hedging bets that they won’t all hatch otherwise it will be bedlam here in 3 weeks 😆
Ady worked a bit late today so that he can have tomorrow off which is great as although London was good it does feel like we’ve not had a weekend. We’re still debating what to do with the day though, depending on weather. And from starting this morning with a fairly empty diary for this week it is now full again every day.
Wow! Alison Lapper! I would have made an idiot of myself I think.
Nope can’t get used to this suddenly it’s night time business at all, it’s all wrong. Have a nice day tomorrow.
I’ll have you know that Brighton is littered with the famous. Why, I’ve had Patsy Palmer behind me in the queue at the cafe in the park. Oh, and I was once on a cross channel ferry with Enoch Powell. Sadly, I didn’t have the guts to push him in.
My kids would love a wardrobe like that to play in.
I’d love to meet Alison Lapper, totally amazing woman.
We have loads here in Eastbourne. I used to do aerobics with he woman from Fat Friends. The Dimbleby’s are regular customers as was the late Carol Barnes. When I lived in Brighton I was the babysitter for a bloke from The Bill (DCI Burnside).Chris Ewbank lived in the next road to me and used to use the newsagents I worked in. Oh, how I’ve lived amongst the stars LOL!
I’ve met Alison Lapper 🙂
Nice to have some down time, going away every week end is knackering! We did it for a few years and in the end came to hate it and became very blase about hotels- which isn’t good!