Can't believe I've been gone so long. I write this faithfully in my brain every day but just never seem to find time to put fingers to keyboard.
Life has been very hectic of late.
Rat 2 son of Rat, has appeared, presumably to avenge his father's death. He met an equally undignified end when his cold dead body was flicked by a garden edger, note no shovel as per previous posts, and his corpse ended up in a tree and then subsequently batted out of the tree in a smash Andy Murray would have been proud of. Not by me I hasten to add, I was hiding round the corner crying, ahhhhahhhhahhh a dead rat the size of a freaking cat - it was particularly huge. No, the act itself was carried out by Alasdair who had been collared by me to pick up Pete's dead car (I live in the house of death).
So the mail order trees are here, not yet decorated, at the rate I'm going they'll be done by January. The sofa is here and Crimble is nearly here.
To get back to things coming back. I think my friends, the nits, have also returned. How did they survive colouring and daily straightening and product abuse - go stick on someone of pure hair, tho, not my children please, it's hard enough brushing their hair with a normal brush nevermind a nit comb.
I can hear them flooding the bathroom so I shall return to finish this post.
Friday, 12 December 2008
Friday, 28 November 2008
DING DONG MERRILY ON HIGH
Guess what snow on its way aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!! So excited. The forescast this weekend is for it not to get above -1C, then on Monday, several days of snow yayayayayayay.
Secondly, public service announcement. Pete's blog is no more. It may come back online at some point but at the mo it is null and void. For details ask me privately as I can divulge no more in a public environment. nudge nudge... Only kidding. Suffice to say my husband's company are a bunch of American tossers.
Right last night the Christmas lights went on in Kilwinning. Oh what fun lalalalalala. Except it really wasn't. Mikey from BB came home to switch on the lights and a woman standing next to me pushed Amy & Caitlin out of the way so her small Yorkshire Terrier could get a better view of Mikey ????? Lots of people jumped up and down screaming for Mikey - he's not going to see you people. One surprise was a 12/13 year old boy who had pushed past us to get to the front, who then turned around apologised to me, chastised his friends for the same offence and then offered to put one of the girls on his shoulders so they could get a better view. I thought that was sweet. I couldn't face telling him that we really weren't interested in Mikey we just wanted to see the lights so we could go somewhere warm. (it was v v cold) A nice man gave me some free pakora and another nice lady gave me some free mulled wine. Hurrah!! the kids had a great time on the teacups, carousel and aeroplanes. They had a great time. Poor Cailtin was soo exhausted she was just in tears by the time we got home. We came home had some hot chocolate and apple strudel and watched Shrek The Halls.
I have more new hair, this time its super duper curly. I hope it lasts til tomorrow night. I also have new nails. Which might make a lovely sound while typing but I also make lots more mistakes so this may take a little longer. Another lovely thing was that a couple of days ago I had a hot stone massage. It was really lovely and fab but I was freezing all day after.
just about to go into Panto madness. Alice has another new song to learn. Incidentally, someone in the low green has their tree up already!!!! Now I love Christmas but wait til December kids.
I have finally finished clearing out the toyroom and all the goods have been sent to school for sale. Hopefully I can get the girls' rooms done before crimble.
Back to Panto madness. I have made a chicken and ham lasagne which we will eat as soon as we get back from school then off to the first run thru. I only need food and distraction for this one so phew.
I had booked tix for Singing Kettle at Braehead for the 12th Dec and now can't use them. They were for 5pm and Amy & Caitlin are now going to Largs with the school to see a show and won't be back til 4.15pm. I have no way of making it to Braehead on time. I can't swap them or get them refunded and its not sold out so I can't sell them so am going to end up giving them to the dance school as a raffle prize. Flipping great raffle prize...... gutted. They were great seats. Anyway 27 days to go. Yeeha!!!
Secondly, public service announcement. Pete's blog is no more. It may come back online at some point but at the mo it is null and void. For details ask me privately as I can divulge no more in a public environment. nudge nudge... Only kidding. Suffice to say my husband's company are a bunch of American tossers.
Right last night the Christmas lights went on in Kilwinning. Oh what fun lalalalalala. Except it really wasn't. Mikey from BB came home to switch on the lights and a woman standing next to me pushed Amy & Caitlin out of the way so her small Yorkshire Terrier could get a better view of Mikey ????? Lots of people jumped up and down screaming for Mikey - he's not going to see you people. One surprise was a 12/13 year old boy who had pushed past us to get to the front, who then turned around apologised to me, chastised his friends for the same offence and then offered to put one of the girls on his shoulders so they could get a better view. I thought that was sweet. I couldn't face telling him that we really weren't interested in Mikey we just wanted to see the lights so we could go somewhere warm. (it was v v cold) A nice man gave me some free pakora and another nice lady gave me some free mulled wine. Hurrah!! the kids had a great time on the teacups, carousel and aeroplanes. They had a great time. Poor Cailtin was soo exhausted she was just in tears by the time we got home. We came home had some hot chocolate and apple strudel and watched Shrek The Halls.
I have more new hair, this time its super duper curly. I hope it lasts til tomorrow night. I also have new nails. Which might make a lovely sound while typing but I also make lots more mistakes so this may take a little longer. Another lovely thing was that a couple of days ago I had a hot stone massage. It was really lovely and fab but I was freezing all day after.
just about to go into Panto madness. Alice has another new song to learn. Incidentally, someone in the low green has their tree up already!!!! Now I love Christmas but wait til December kids.
I have finally finished clearing out the toyroom and all the goods have been sent to school for sale. Hopefully I can get the girls' rooms done before crimble.
Back to Panto madness. I have made a chicken and ham lasagne which we will eat as soon as we get back from school then off to the first run thru. I only need food and distraction for this one so phew.
I had booked tix for Singing Kettle at Braehead for the 12th Dec and now can't use them. They were for 5pm and Amy & Caitlin are now going to Largs with the school to see a show and won't be back til 4.15pm. I have no way of making it to Braehead on time. I can't swap them or get them refunded and its not sold out so I can't sell them so am going to end up giving them to the dance school as a raffle prize. Flipping great raffle prize...... gutted. They were great seats. Anyway 27 days to go. Yeeha!!!
Tuesday, 25 November 2008
WALKING AND IRONING
Are my 2 favourite things to do with my spare time. It was a day to be glad to be alive. Only in Scotland do you get those crisp mornings where everything is white and sparkly yet the sun is shining in the sky and everything is clean. Take great big deep breaths in and feel your lungs cleansed - absolutely beautiful. So I went for a walk to appreciate the loveliness of the day and came back with the biggest ever smile.
Won't bore you with the work work work, bit of cleaning, nature of my day as you can't wait to find out who joined me in the bath. Well it was (drum roll) Who's Who in The Archers 2009 edition, perfect.
Tonight joining me and the modfather will be either the Archers again or John Masefield and his Box Of Delights (that was typed in Julian Clary's voice don't know how you're reading it).
Tried so hard not to punch the other parents at gymnastics. Why do they bother paying for gymnastics when they are so obviously top coached themselves. Well they must be since they sit there watching, criticising the coaches and trying to get their own kids attentions so that they can tell them to pay attention - WTF!!!! Don't get me wrong Amy & Caitlin did a fair amount of messing about but I'm quite sure Julia et al are more than equipped to deal with it. Think my findraising efforts on the various committees are getting confused. Today I took in a bag of goodies for the hamper for the school Xmas Fayre (this Saturday) only to be given strange looks and a "this is usually the staff that do the hamper and Parent Council donate raffle prizes and crap to be sold" - oops! Obviously the hamper stuff is for dancing - must check my notes drrr!!
Pete will be pleased to hear that after a half hearted clearout I have 2 boxes of toys and 1 box of books to go to the Fayre so far - hurrah!! Just have to find time in my busy schedule to get them there. Think mum has a box of stuff and Alison has a box of books at work which I will have a pruch through at some point before giving them away. My angels are all fine which is good and all is right with the world today. Well apart from when I made a cake and it was a bit crap. Semolina and Yoghurt Cake with a Pomegranite Syrup. Hmm, rock hard and the cardammon seeds made it quite queer. Still syrup's nice and the kids didn't complain. Yesterday I finished 2 books and today I finished 2 films that I've been meaning to watch for a while (well I was ironing). Ironing is a bit like running. I hate running and the only thing that keeps me going is listening to music. Ironing, I don't hate but I might if I didn't have a good film to watch. Anyway watched Notes On A Scandal and Little Miss Sunshine. The former was very true to the book and not sure if this is good or bad, I feel indifferent toward it as I did the book. The latter was exceptionally sweet and charming. The characters were fabulously written and acted, where you can go from despising every last one of them at the beginning to really caring for them all at the end. Which brings me to tonight's poser? Apart from the truly awful Muriel's Wedding has Toni Collette ever been in a bad film?
Won't bore you with the work work work, bit of cleaning, nature of my day as you can't wait to find out who joined me in the bath. Well it was (drum roll) Who's Who in The Archers 2009 edition, perfect.
Tonight joining me and the modfather will be either the Archers again or John Masefield and his Box Of Delights (that was typed in Julian Clary's voice don't know how you're reading it).
Tried so hard not to punch the other parents at gymnastics. Why do they bother paying for gymnastics when they are so obviously top coached themselves. Well they must be since they sit there watching, criticising the coaches and trying to get their own kids attentions so that they can tell them to pay attention - WTF!!!! Don't get me wrong Amy & Caitlin did a fair amount of messing about but I'm quite sure Julia et al are more than equipped to deal with it. Think my findraising efforts on the various committees are getting confused. Today I took in a bag of goodies for the hamper for the school Xmas Fayre (this Saturday) only to be given strange looks and a "this is usually the staff that do the hamper and Parent Council donate raffle prizes and crap to be sold" - oops! Obviously the hamper stuff is for dancing - must check my notes drrr!!
Pete will be pleased to hear that after a half hearted clearout I have 2 boxes of toys and 1 box of books to go to the Fayre so far - hurrah!! Just have to find time in my busy schedule to get them there. Think mum has a box of stuff and Alison has a box of books at work which I will have a pruch through at some point before giving them away. My angels are all fine which is good and all is right with the world today. Well apart from when I made a cake and it was a bit crap. Semolina and Yoghurt Cake with a Pomegranite Syrup. Hmm, rock hard and the cardammon seeds made it quite queer. Still syrup's nice and the kids didn't complain. Yesterday I finished 2 books and today I finished 2 films that I've been meaning to watch for a while (well I was ironing). Ironing is a bit like running. I hate running and the only thing that keeps me going is listening to music. Ironing, I don't hate but I might if I didn't have a good film to watch. Anyway watched Notes On A Scandal and Little Miss Sunshine. The former was very true to the book and not sure if this is good or bad, I feel indifferent toward it as I did the book. The latter was exceptionally sweet and charming. The characters were fabulously written and acted, where you can go from despising every last one of them at the beginning to really caring for them all at the end. Which brings me to tonight's poser? Apart from the truly awful Muriel's Wedding has Toni Collette ever been in a bad film?
Monday, 24 November 2008
RAT UPDATE
Sorry,
forgot to let you know that the rat (or half rat) is still there due to extreme sleet showers and high winds, he has kind of moved a bit and is very soggy now. I thought I could pluck up enough courage to scoop it as I am now convinced it may be dead, however, my husband informs me we have no shovel. Will keep you updated - maybe the dead half rat should have its own blog. :)
forgot to let you know that the rat (or half rat) is still there due to extreme sleet showers and high winds, he has kind of moved a bit and is very soggy now. I thought I could pluck up enough courage to scoop it as I am now convinced it may be dead, however, my husband informs me we have no shovel. Will keep you updated - maybe the dead half rat should have its own blog. :)
WHINGEING MIDDLE CLASS NONSENSE
Ah the difference a good night's sleep and some fancy pants make. Felt much better on Sunday when I woke up, had a better night's sleep and put on some new undies and very nice they are - grey chiffon with little silver stars with a diamonte in the middle of each star, sweet.
So as I spread some Strawberry Bonne Mamman on my homemade bread I realised what a whingey pants I really am. what a lot of nonsense I must have been really grumpy. And what middle class woes - never mind how will I survive til next week with no pennies, or oh god, one of my relatives might not see Christmas what do I moan about, well I might as well have bloody well said my Chardonnay wasn't chilled enough boo hoo, I had to drink Earl Grey instead of Lapsong Souchong (mmm yum on all counts actually)
So no more whingeing about nothing. Came to realise, especially last night after having bad dreams and turning round twice to find he wasn't there, that I must be missing my boy. I really need a sounding board. I am doing a lot of talking to myself but then not a lot new there. This is quite a cathartic experience but even shouting at X Factor is not as much fun by yourself. Fun for one, don't think so.
So fast forward to Monday evening. Apart from plenty more work and the usual child chaos, I went to a meeting for the Dance School Committee and got put in charge of organising the night out - it's always me isn't it. Luckliy, my secret lazy weapon is that mum already did a lot of research for Alison's 40th in Feb and this is for the week before. Job done, nice one mum, El Mando the hero. Amy is becoming too attached to the monkey hat and I'm not really helping by not being more forceful about getting her to give it up. She does look very cute if a little bit simple.
The first Crimbly film of the year. Me and the kids sat down to watch Home Alone. They giggled a lot at the trailers in the menu screen but they didn't quite dig the whole "oh shit you mean your whole family just bugger off and forget about you and leave you with a giantic tarantula in the house, 2 scary bad men who want to harm you and an old man next door who you've been told is a serial killer" kinda vibe. Take note B movie directors. So it was ended before any of the funny kid gets revenge bits. I may try to introduce these later in the week.
Now to bath. Having finished 2 books today I am in a quandry about who should join me in the bath this evening along with The Script. It may be Peter Ho Davies (The Welsh Girl) or MC Beaton (Death of a Dustman). You decide, except you don't, I do. Speaking of which watched a brilliant bit on Breakfast News this morning about how there should be an X factor-y type vote for the new Poet Laureate. Can you imagine giving the viewers of Jeremy Kyle and Loose Women a vote? Jade Goody for Poet Laureate anyone? Goodnight.
So as I spread some Strawberry Bonne Mamman on my homemade bread I realised what a whingey pants I really am. what a lot of nonsense I must have been really grumpy. And what middle class woes - never mind how will I survive til next week with no pennies, or oh god, one of my relatives might not see Christmas what do I moan about, well I might as well have bloody well said my Chardonnay wasn't chilled enough boo hoo, I had to drink Earl Grey instead of Lapsong Souchong (mmm yum on all counts actually)
So no more whingeing about nothing. Came to realise, especially last night after having bad dreams and turning round twice to find he wasn't there, that I must be missing my boy. I really need a sounding board. I am doing a lot of talking to myself but then not a lot new there. This is quite a cathartic experience but even shouting at X Factor is not as much fun by yourself. Fun for one, don't think so.
So fast forward to Monday evening. Apart from plenty more work and the usual child chaos, I went to a meeting for the Dance School Committee and got put in charge of organising the night out - it's always me isn't it. Luckliy, my secret lazy weapon is that mum already did a lot of research for Alison's 40th in Feb and this is for the week before. Job done, nice one mum, El Mando the hero. Amy is becoming too attached to the monkey hat and I'm not really helping by not being more forceful about getting her to give it up. She does look very cute if a little bit simple.
The first Crimbly film of the year. Me and the kids sat down to watch Home Alone. They giggled a lot at the trailers in the menu screen but they didn't quite dig the whole "oh shit you mean your whole family just bugger off and forget about you and leave you with a giantic tarantula in the house, 2 scary bad men who want to harm you and an old man next door who you've been told is a serial killer" kinda vibe. Take note B movie directors. So it was ended before any of the funny kid gets revenge bits. I may try to introduce these later in the week.
Now to bath. Having finished 2 books today I am in a quandry about who should join me in the bath this evening along with The Script. It may be Peter Ho Davies (The Welsh Girl) or MC Beaton (Death of a Dustman). You decide, except you don't, I do. Speaking of which watched a brilliant bit on Breakfast News this morning about how there should be an X factor-y type vote for the new Poet Laureate. Can you imagine giving the viewers of Jeremy Kyle and Loose Women a vote? Jade Goody for Poet Laureate anyone? Goodnight.
Saturday, 22 November 2008
OUT OF CONTROL
I haven't posted for a couple of days mostly cos I'm pissed off with the world in general at the moment. I mentioned the other day that the cracks are beginning to appear and they certainly are, things are totally cocking up. Not in a big, oh my god, call the cops blah di blah way but in a small understated way that to a OCD control freak like me is in danger of crashing my whole operating system (see what I did there:)) I am the person who gets freakied out by my mugs being used in a non specific random way and not in the carefully controlled way I arrange them. I have to eat my food around the plate in a clockwise direction stopping at compass points. I know all of this is insane and if being a mother has taught me anything it is to try and not be so rigid with my systems and timings and whatever as kids don't really have the same logic (not that any of it is logical) and are the masters/kings/gods (all masculine forms of the word hmm strange given my 3 daughters) of random.
Anyway, things that I have absolutely no control over are conspiring against me and making me extremely upset as I have to have full control of everything. Stupid things like the complete vast chasm of crapness that is e-bay (I hate them, I hate all the punters, I hate e-bay.), the dvd recorder won't record on to dvd (what's the point then - exactly) and now sky plus hd is about to break down again.............. thankfully these are the trivial things.
I'm feeling the pressure of being superwoman all the time. But I can't let the persona slip as I have gobbed off so much about how my life is a piece of cake and I can handle everything. Perhaps I'm just hormonal and I'm letting things get to me, maybe I'm missing my boy and being able to let off steam to someone else occassionally.
Anyway enough of the I hate this and I hate that, the kids are fab and keep me laughing. Today's debate was who is cleverer Archie from Balamory or Dr Doofenschmirtz from Phineas and Ferb?? This debate raged for much of the morning.
Next, what's worse than a dead rat in your back garden - half a dead rat on your back step, that's what. i'm hoping that if I try to starve one of the cats they might take it away cos I really can't go near rodents dead or alive. That's the real reason for keeping a husband around. I can't exactly phone my dad or get someone from the garage to come and dispose of half a dead rat.
Until such times as the dead rat is removed laundry is suspended so I don't have to go near it.
Cooking-wise, I made some seafood chowder, turkey and apple burgers, some nice roast red pepper sauce, currys and stir frys. I'm stocking up the freezer as we are about to go into show mode and cooking will be the last thing on my mind when I return late at night with 3 tired showgirls.
Finished my Agathan Raisin book, it was okay. Hoping to finish a Jill Mansell one later tonight. Alison was giving a talk on reading and what it means to her today at a Readers' Day organised by the library. It had 4 authors giving talks and then her and one other. Very proud of her.
Speaking of Alison, we were out on Thursday night and we were coveting dresses in Hobbs, as you do. I dissed her dress choice for Gillian's wedding, purely because it was a short-ish shift dress which I think would make her look straight up and down and she needs something with more movement and shape. However, she got her own back when I showed her one that I had chosen and she told me it looked cheap and nasty and like a big red sack. Now I'm in a total flappity flap about what I'm going to wear to the wedding.
I think the world spun a little of its axis this week. John Seargant left Strictly and I had a night out and I did have a few glasses of wine. Alcohol ruins lives kids. If I can stay off the alcohol and get a good night's sleep then things might just get back on to an even keel.
Giving in to random may not be such a bad thing. just a bit too scared to see what its like over there in randomland.
Anyway, things that I have absolutely no control over are conspiring against me and making me extremely upset as I have to have full control of everything. Stupid things like the complete vast chasm of crapness that is e-bay (I hate them, I hate all the punters, I hate e-bay.), the dvd recorder won't record on to dvd (what's the point then - exactly) and now sky plus hd is about to break down again.............. thankfully these are the trivial things.
I'm feeling the pressure of being superwoman all the time. But I can't let the persona slip as I have gobbed off so much about how my life is a piece of cake and I can handle everything. Perhaps I'm just hormonal and I'm letting things get to me, maybe I'm missing my boy and being able to let off steam to someone else occassionally.
Anyway enough of the I hate this and I hate that, the kids are fab and keep me laughing. Today's debate was who is cleverer Archie from Balamory or Dr Doofenschmirtz from Phineas and Ferb?? This debate raged for much of the morning.
Next, what's worse than a dead rat in your back garden - half a dead rat on your back step, that's what. i'm hoping that if I try to starve one of the cats they might take it away cos I really can't go near rodents dead or alive. That's the real reason for keeping a husband around. I can't exactly phone my dad or get someone from the garage to come and dispose of half a dead rat.
Until such times as the dead rat is removed laundry is suspended so I don't have to go near it.
Cooking-wise, I made some seafood chowder, turkey and apple burgers, some nice roast red pepper sauce, currys and stir frys. I'm stocking up the freezer as we are about to go into show mode and cooking will be the last thing on my mind when I return late at night with 3 tired showgirls.
Finished my Agathan Raisin book, it was okay. Hoping to finish a Jill Mansell one later tonight. Alison was giving a talk on reading and what it means to her today at a Readers' Day organised by the library. It had 4 authors giving talks and then her and one other. Very proud of her.
Speaking of Alison, we were out on Thursday night and we were coveting dresses in Hobbs, as you do. I dissed her dress choice for Gillian's wedding, purely because it was a short-ish shift dress which I think would make her look straight up and down and she needs something with more movement and shape. However, she got her own back when I showed her one that I had chosen and she told me it looked cheap and nasty and like a big red sack. Now I'm in a total flappity flap about what I'm going to wear to the wedding.
I think the world spun a little of its axis this week. John Seargant left Strictly and I had a night out and I did have a few glasses of wine. Alcohol ruins lives kids. If I can stay off the alcohol and get a good night's sleep then things might just get back on to an even keel.
Giving in to random may not be such a bad thing. just a bit too scared to see what its like over there in randomland.
Thursday, 20 November 2008
THE CRACKS BEGIN TO APPEAR......
I didn't post last night for 2 reasons. 1) It was a fairly dull day and 2) I couldn't be bothered I wanted to have a bath with Will Young and Katie Price (now that's surely a gay man's dream come true, come to think of it I think I may be a gay man - musicals, cooking, bitchy, enormous amount s of style, the evidence just keeps growing)
Anyhoo, Alice was off school again but again I had to drag her around a few work related chores and to feed the mad dogs - the fecking cat just cannot seem to use a litter eurgh! Chief looked to be on his last legs and it was very upsetting to watch. A phonecall later from Alan seemed to suggest that I really should have been giving the poor mutt some sort of medicine for the last 2 weeks. Great, so now through sheer incompetence I shall be responsible for the death of a poor old dog.
The children were all in great form this afternoon. The were funny and cute and sweet and I love them all dearly. Miracle cure - Calpol 6+ Meltlets, one tablet and Alice's temp dropped for the first time in 48 hours.
Not great form - E-bay and Paypal. Total bastards. E-bay threw off all my listings for not complying with rules that I very much complying with. And Paypal won't fix my problem of confirming credit cards. I hate them both and especially cos you can't phone them and shout at a grunt and scare them into fixing all your problems - aarrrghhh!!!!
Got some more exercise in- hurrah!-while on the phone to Marion sorting out Tooth Tunes for the kids Xmas (close your eyes little Bouchers). Also spoke to me bez - Yay, yay and more yay!! She texts to say have you got a spare 10mins for a chat and an hour later I hung up - oops!!
Never mind it was great to speak to her and her boy and I miss them very much but that's the Carter Crimble also sorted (look away little Carter). PDB sounds more cheerful these days and Amy stayed with me to the bitter end to speak to him tonight, the other 2 said their bit and went to bed, well Caitlin nearly did but she was very busy drawing. Amy had a wee accident while I was on the phone. you know that pub game where you spin around a brush and then try to walk. Well she did that minus the brush but plus a monkey hat, some Dora Pjs and gloves. Whilst attempting the walk bit she crashed face first on the floor, the monkey hat was no protection.
She actually went to bed in the monkey hat, she was so cute I had to take a pic, cruel but soooo cute.
Anyhoo, Alice was off school again but again I had to drag her around a few work related chores and to feed the mad dogs - the fecking cat just cannot seem to use a litter eurgh! Chief looked to be on his last legs and it was very upsetting to watch. A phonecall later from Alan seemed to suggest that I really should have been giving the poor mutt some sort of medicine for the last 2 weeks. Great, so now through sheer incompetence I shall be responsible for the death of a poor old dog.
The children were all in great form this afternoon. The were funny and cute and sweet and I love them all dearly. Miracle cure - Calpol 6+ Meltlets, one tablet and Alice's temp dropped for the first time in 48 hours.
Not great form - E-bay and Paypal. Total bastards. E-bay threw off all my listings for not complying with rules that I very much complying with. And Paypal won't fix my problem of confirming credit cards. I hate them both and especially cos you can't phone them and shout at a grunt and scare them into fixing all your problems - aarrrghhh!!!!
Got some more exercise in- hurrah!-while on the phone to Marion sorting out Tooth Tunes for the kids Xmas (close your eyes little Bouchers). Also spoke to me bez - Yay, yay and more yay!! She texts to say have you got a spare 10mins for a chat and an hour later I hung up - oops!!
Never mind it was great to speak to her and her boy and I miss them very much but that's the Carter Crimble also sorted (look away little Carter). PDB sounds more cheerful these days and Amy stayed with me to the bitter end to speak to him tonight, the other 2 said their bit and went to bed, well Caitlin nearly did but she was very busy drawing. Amy had a wee accident while I was on the phone. you know that pub game where you spin around a brush and then try to walk. Well she did that minus the brush but plus a monkey hat, some Dora Pjs and gloves. Whilst attempting the walk bit she crashed face first on the floor, the monkey hat was no protection.
She actually went to bed in the monkey hat, she was so cute I had to take a pic, cruel but soooo cute.
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