Wild and wet and windy

I’ve decided I’m bored with blogging about still feeling ill. Therefore you may assume until I blog in a delighted fashion about how well I am feeling now that I am still feeling crap. If I stop blogging altogether it may be safe to assume that I have contracted triple pnemonia and am hospitalised. Either way I remain puddingy ;).

I went off with my Mum today, allegedly to help her choose a new mobile phone for her birthday. She didn’t find one but we did have a nice few hours looking round the shops together. She chose some underwear so I paid for that and am therefore off the birthday present buying hook :). We had lunch at Cafe Rouge which was very nice and aside from getting drenched running back to the carpark it was a pleasant day. I’ve got over the fact she has no comprehension of the fact I will never be looking at £50 pairs of shoes in the same shops as she does (she bought a pair) because £50 is a fiver more than our entire clothing and shoe budget for the four of us each month according to our debt management plan. I have moved on from feeling hurt that she doesn’t realise how unempathic it is to talk about how she really *needs* a small white leather bag as the 3 she already has are too big, too small and too dressy (it must be like bloody Goldilocks trying to choose a handbag round at her house of a morning!) and I think we’ve both moved past the fact that even when I did used to spend money I didn’t have I would still never have pulled off levels of grooming and accessorising that she manages. I do think I may be a cuckoo child sometimes – and then I look at my Dad and decide his genes were stronger when it came to me!

Ady and the children had had a nice day together, they’ve spent loads of time together this week. The early rising contingent of the Goddard household (that’d be Ady and Scarlett then) had been to car boot sale and back before Davies and I got up this morning, returning with two T shirts for Tarly, some plastic animals and a gas camping heater for a quid which hooks up to our gas bottle and gives off loads of heat 🙂 Bargain! Davies watched Doctor Who a couple more times and Scarlett had been listening to the music. We watched some extra show on a dvd or something once all about the music on Doctor Who and she recognises Rose’s theme and various other songs on it and was commenting on them to Ady apparently.

Ady had roast dinner waiting when I got home but having only had lunch a couple of hours before I was not remotely ready for it so I had mine later when the children had gone to bed. They all ate, had baths, watched The Simpsons and then had a retro half hour before bed watching Maggie and the Ferocious Beast.

Tomorrow, weather permitting we’re off to Drusillas as our membership runs out in a week so I’d like to get one last visit in before that. It is currently lashing with rain, blustering a gale and not looking very lovely at all. I’m very glad we’re not tenting it tonight!