A fitting birthday tribute I feel 🙂
It’s been bloody freezing here today, I did hang some of the holiday washing out to dry but I suspect it’s more frozen solid than dried. We had to get several birthday presents today for various small people having birthdays this last week or so so we went into town. We found some suitable gifts in Woolworths but wandered around a bit more as we’d got two hours on the parking ticket, so spent some time in Hawkins looking at all the cool stuff and then ages in the Oxfam bookshop where we got a whole pile of books for seven quid including a couple of Ladybird books (one on camping and one on scouting which made us giggle), a copy of politically correct fairy tales and some craft books. Davies got a Dr Seuss we didn’t already have in our collection and Tarly got an old Twinkle album (1983, I’m pretty sure I had the same one actually 🙂 ) and a copy of the Oxford dictionary of cockney rhyming slang for my Dad’s next gift (Fathers Day probably) as rhyming slang has been a source of amusement in my family since I was tiny. We also went to another charity shop and got a book on The Aristocats for Tarly that she’d wanted in Oxfam but I’d refused to pay a quid for for just 20pence and a bargain big box of klikko stuff for £2.50 – hurrah 🙂 By which time we’d run out of time on the meter so Ady took the kids back to the car while I returned to Woollies to get all the stuff we’d seen first. I seemed to wander round for ages trying to track down the last gift on my list and while walking round in a daze suddenly found someone stood infront of me blocking my way with a ‘wakey wakey’ look about them! It was our friend Matt who’s pregnant wife Clare was having a sit down nearby while their son was looking at the toys so I stood and chatted to them for a while, before remembering that Ady was sitting in the car with the children so I hurried back to them all.
We came home for lunch and then decided to head back out again to a localish garden centre with a big camping shop onsite. We’ve been looking at tents on ebay but wanted to look at a few in the canvas to check exactly what our requirements are. We’re really looking forward to camping again with the children already counting down the days to seeing their mates and sleeping in a tent again, although being outside for even a short time today was not condusive to longing for the outdoorsy life :lol:. We stopped for petrol on the way home and Ady left the car door open, prompting me to tell him to ‘shut the bloody door’. Now D&S, particularly D have sussed that ‘bloody’ is a ‘naughty’ word so always tell me off for saying it (little do they know that many of the words I say are naughty ;)) so it had us all in fits when Tarly said ‘yeah, shut the bloody door!’ which of course prompted her to use the word ‘bloody’ as a prefix to everything she could think of for the next ten minutes. Of course we shouldn’t encourage her but it was, erm, bloody funny! 😆
We came home for tea for the kids and then they watched Mr Bean on a sky channel before bed (it was the maths test clip, for anyone who’s ever watched any Mr Bean which delighted the kids as one of his lucky mascots was a bendy Pink Panther, exactly the same as the one I’d been describing that I had as a child to the kids the other week when we were singing the Pink Panther song). Davies is still on NicCamps time and didn’t go to sleep until about 930pm, so the clocks going forward will totally mess him up I suspect 🙄 – surely he will need to catch up on some of that missed sleep soon?
Tonight we’ve candled the eggs – we’re on day 13 of 21 but even the pictures on the internet don’t really assist with knowing what we’re looking for although it seems to be that we should start to actually see chicks moving inside the eggs in the next couple of days which should be easier to identify. One of the eggs had a real smell to it and was very streaky so we bit the bullet and decided it was a bad one and took it out of the incubator. Indeed it was a bad one – I made Ady crack it open to check we hadn’t called time on some nearly born chick and it was indeed just a very rotten, very stinky, non fertile egg (which he promptly spilt some of on the carpet :roll:) so we’re down to 17 now with none of them looking certain by any means. Will start to candle them daily now and hope for some movement soon.
So there you are, happy to be home and still rather tired. Tomorrow we’re off to a birthday party in the afternoon (well the kids are, we’re going to watch 🙂 ) and will probably be spending time mostly trying to work out what the time is, what the *real* time is and whether we should be more or less tired considering.