No particular place to go

Ady has been to a stag-day today. Gone are the days of a bit of a knees up the night before you get married apparently – these days it’s all about weekends in Dublin, scubadiving or other ways of spending a couple of hundred quid before you even start buying wedding presents or hiring suits. We didn’t do stag / hen night stuff – Ady went to the local pub where he spent the entire night ducking the drinks people had bought (and spiked) for him and returned sober and relieved that noone had booked him a stripper :lol:. I had two friends over, both of whom were single and much younger than me and cross examined me about how I knew he was ‘the one’ – as we were sitting in our house we’d bought 6 years ago together at the time it all felt a bit academic really and no sort of hastily made decision 😆

Anyway, Ady was off bright and early this morning out for breakfast before heading to an indoor gokarting place in Southampton for a couple of hours karting followed by a long lunch – very long, he got home around 7pm :). He said he enjoyed it but was wiped out and has gone up to bed early.

Davies and Scarlett went to the Wildlife Explorers session at Pulborough Brooks where they made bird food in yoghurt pots, went outside to look for seeds for birds to eat and apparently leart ‘loads’. They were both very full of it and Davies said he made friends with another boy there. 🙂 My parents took them and they all came to meet me from work at 1pm.This was quite a big deal for everyone I think although it really shouldn’t be. The children both confessed quietly later that they’d not liked Grandad’s driving and their requests for food had been ignored, there was general hullaballoo about using my car to take them there and where it was and how it would all work and I spent the morning at work not at all happy about the whole thing really. Anyway…

I worked this morning, it was busy, when I wasn’t worrying about the children it was quite a laugh; my Saturday is quite nice with me, two older colleagues and the two Saturday assistants who are both about 16 and nice kids.

Davies and Scarlett breezed in at about five to one with my parents trailing behind, chose a pile of books and a dvd and generally swanned round like they own the library :).

We came home and Davies and I made bread rolls from the dough I’d put in the breadmaker before I went to work and Mum and I had the chicken soup, Dad and Scarlett had tomato soup and Davies had rolls and no soup for lunch. The children got a bit giddy and energy filled and my mum, in a rather horrified tone asked what on earth I did with them when they got ‘like this’. I replied if I was home alone with them I’d possibly waterproof them and take them to the beach, otherwise snuggle down and read to them to which Davies produced a book about writing stories for children and so I started to read it to them. My parents took that as their cue to leave so we finished reading the book and then decided to sort out the paper and pens drawers as they were rather muddled and we couldn’t find any plain paper for drawing on even though we knew we had some. We got the 3 drawers in the lounge and did a keep, unused or recycle trawl through all the papers with a large pile going straight into the recycling box. We then went through all the pens and crayons and chucked out all the ones that don’t work – the result of which is we know we need new felt tips :lol:. So we now have a tidy drawer of paper to use, one of artwork they want to keep and one of pens that work :). They did some drawing and then wandered off to play again.

I spent the afternoon looking out of the window at the wind and rain and feeling all coldy and miserable. We had been invited to Chloe’s birthday and to Messy Day today and had to turn both down due to me working and Ady stag-daying so it felt a bit crap to be sitting around indoors when we could have been with friends instead but it just hadn’t been feasible to manage :(.

When Ady finally got home I went to Sainsburys for some bits for dinner and then slumped in a bath when I got home. Scarlett came and joined me in it for a while and then wandered in and out of the room while I watched X Factor. I cooked dinner and now feel utterly bed-ready.

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