tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50564426410467832362024-03-14T15:16:16.100+00:002 Boys and a DogLife with two footy mad boys and a crazy Westie.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-8991868111019247542016-08-23T17:25:00.001+01:002016-08-23T17:25:44.088+01:00Sad newsIt is with a heavy heart that I have to write and tell you that Martha went over the rainbow bridge on Monday 8th August.<br />
She had a short battle with cancer.<br />
Just a month short of her 15th birthday, we miss her daily and love her lots.<br />
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Run free sweet girl xxxx<br />
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Well I run down stairs to see if there is a delivery note through the door as I've not heard the bell or a knock.<br />
No note , no sign of a van in the distance.<br />
I ring the customer information line after searching their website to get through to an automated service that takes me four separate attempts to navigate<br />
"I'm sorry we didn't recognise that number" hangs up.<br />
"I'm sorry we didn't recognise that number" hangs up...etc etc<br />
On attempt five I refuse to give the automatic women any information and finally speak to somebody. She informs me that she will communicate with the depot and they will ask the driver to REdeliver!<br />
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So it's Saturday I have the day to myself because my husband, youngest and two friends have gone to Wembley to watch the women's FA cup final and my eldest is at a birthday party.<br />
I'm sat in the living room watching out the window like a hawk, mobile by my side in case it rings.<br />
Now I know that my house is brand new and hard to find but after eight weeks it's beginning to really pee me off.<br />
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On Wednesday we were finally graced by the presence of a BT openreach engineer he connected up the fibre optic thingimmyjigs from the front of the house to the inside of the house so hopefully when we have two green lights we can ring BT and arrange to be connected back to the real world!!<br />
Not having any broadband or telephone connection for the last 8 weeks has been 'fun' you find yourself slowly weened of Facebook,Twitter and Instagram but when you realise that you now live in Cheshire's version of the Bermuda Triangle and 3G and 4G signals are a rarity you start to get a bit ratty. I have also realised that I have a rubbish contract with EE and am constantly using up my data.<br />
This results in not being able to read emails, receive iMessages, connect to what's app messages and apparently receive calls!!!<br />
I've been transported to the 80s.<br />
I can thankfully use the internet at work and I have been able to check bank balances, update change of addresses, order online shopping etc in my lunch hour and even, in the case of getting Jacks birthday presents, go in at the weekend!!<br />
When moving into a new build it is apparently the new home owners responsibility to register the address with the Royal Mail (I don't believe that) so prior to our move I rang the number provided and informed them I would be moving in, I was told it would take a couple of days to update on various systems but all seemed OK.<br />
I also rang my local council to order my bins after a number of calls to various people who told me different information I was told my bins had been order and would be left in my back garden.<br />
They weren't.<br />
Another call after moving in, to a couple of different people and they finally arrived delivered to my front door.<br />
I promptly filled these bins as I'm sure you can imagine a family of four would do on any normal week never mind a house move on top and put them out on my bin day.<br />
The site manager said he saw the bin men and would inform them about my bins.<br />
I also saw said bin men at lunchtime and spoke to them in the street informing him of my location and full black bin, he told me oh yes I've just emptied that one.<br />
Nope.<br />
I get to the house, bin is full.<br />
On returning to work I see the recycling bin men and have same conversation about full bins.<br />
They found them and emptied them so I ring the council, have a little chat, yes I'm in a new build, no I registered the address over a month ago, the recycling guys managed to find me, the delivery driver managed to find me, my bin is full and you didn't empty it.<br />
Drivers notes say it wasn't out, was it in designated area?<br />
Where is my designated area? (It was at the end of my drive.)<br />
I don't know.<br />
I don't either.<br />
We will send you out some purple bags to put your rubbish in as we won't be collecting it until the next black bin day.<br />
Ok fair enough.<br />
These bags never arrived but a lady from this council did, she found my house and she decided where my designated area was!<br />
So I asked for the bags, she didn't have them, they didn't come in the post and I will get to that!!<br />
With a full black bin and an empty green bin because I haven't needed to use it yet I decide to bag up my household waste and store it in the green bin, I won't put it out on Wednesday, but I do put my recycling boxes at the end of the drive in my newly designated area.<br />
On Wednesday afternoon I pick up my empty recycling boxes from said designated area and walk up to the house and notice a sticker on my green bin which has been sat by the garden gate all day minding its own business happily looking after my extra household rubbish.<br />
This sticker reads that they were unable to empty it as it contained the incorrect waste!!!!<br />
I HADN'T PUT IT OUT.<br />
IT WASN'T IN THE DESIGNATED AREA.<br />
THEY HAD COME UP TO THE HOUSE AND STUCK A STICKER ON IT!!!!<br />
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This brings me to the post situation, now I know in this day and age we rarely get much of it but having moved house I though we might get a bit, new utility account stuff etc and also Jack had his 10th birthday 3 weeks after the move so that meant cards.<br />
So after 2 weeks of nothing I popped to the local sorting office and informed them about my situation and address a couple of minutes later he returns with a handful of post, fair enough early days teething problems etc he knows we're in now, I even draw him a little map, post then arrives with postman scribbles on envelope indicating where we are in relation to other houses, nice, joined up thinking, like it. I even post myself a sealed envelope with a message to them, this arrives, the message must be getting through.<br />
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Jacks birthday arrives, post doesn't.<br />
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I go into town, visit sorting office, same man, he trots off comes back with pile of post, I've gone armed with a map from the David Wilson Site office with road labels and stars and arrows 'we are here'.<br />
Post comes in dribs and drabs, we don't get much!<br />
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Jack decides he wants a bank account for his birthday money and Tommy wants a more grown up one too so we go and open accounts, Tommy will be receiving a card and PIN number through the post.<br />
NO POST...<br />
I go into town, visit sorting office, same man, he trots off ...<br />
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Thinking I've conquered this one I send of my car log book and driving licence...they're not back yet!<br />
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It's beyond frustrating when there are services that just say ok and the next thing you know they're ringing the doorbell.<br />
Sky found us and installed our sky dish.<br />
The window cleaner found us before we moved - slightly stalker like!<br />
The aerial man found us.<br />
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Ocado have a phone line and listened to me and wrote down my address manually because even though Royal Mail told me it would update in a few days, eight weeks on it still hasn't, the delivery driver then rang me and asked for directions and on top of that when he had found me he updated HIS notes directing future Ocado drivers so last night my shopping arrived -early- to my front door.<br />
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I'm still sat waiting for Yodel to deliver my coffee table on a Saturday because I'm in with nothing to do, unfortunately I'm to scared to turn the Hoover on in case he's half way up the road whispering my name and emailing me to tell me I'm not in.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-63868091805756461702016-01-06T21:56:00.001+00:002016-01-07T09:58:54.891+00:00Update!Hello to you, long (long) time no blog!<br />
So just a quick update, still loving the Cheshire life, the boys have settled into school and the dog is going strong, she will be 15 this year!<br />
Well I don't like a post without a photo and what a treat I have for you, if you read my very early genealogy post you'll be aware that we (my mum) had sadly lost the photo she had of her dad in his RAF uniform...drum roll... I went to visit her in the summer and whilst looking through and old album we found it, stuck between two pages in an album she'd searched before!!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-20081473732250534792014-08-19T17:07:00.002+01:002014-08-19T17:08:35.344+01:00Hello Cheshire!<div>
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Well quite a lot has happened since I last wrote.<br />
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At the end of May we moved up the M6 from Birmingham to Cheshire to live here in Northwich.<br />
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We timed the move to coincide with the Whitsun holiday and the end of Sat's for Tommy.<br />
Moving day arrived and so did the rain, walking up and down a wet lorry ramp is not fun, we resembled penguins carrying their young!<br />
It was so wet that the washing machine went up and down the motorway twice as nobody fancied taking it off the truck and ending up underneath it!<br />
Having said that it was a successful move and we unpacked and settled in really well,<br />
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we had a 'week off' to acclimatise, find our feet, the shops, the park etc and then the boys started their new schools.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">artisan market</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">sports week</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">loom bands</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">school fete</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">selfies by the sea</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Old Trafford</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Soccer Aid</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Furey Wood</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">writer of the week</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack took us to Llandudno</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Great Orm</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Great Orm fossils</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">lots of walks</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">school play</td></tr>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-77647265084242828292014-04-12T10:49:00.001+01:002014-04-12T10:49:44.268+01:00London Marathon Tomorrow!(Taken from my Facebook post)<div><br><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">On Sunday my other half is running the London marathon for the National Eczema Society. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I thought I'd let you know why. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Have you ever sat at your desk at school and had the backs of your legs bleed because the horrible old wooden school chairs made you scratch or sat rubbing your fingers together because the chalk from the board made your skin so dry and your teachers would tell you off for scratching, have your friends not wanted to hold your hand in case they caught 'it'</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Had your teachers tell you don't scratch, put your cream on then sat on your hands because the cream made them burn. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Had your heart race because a boy wants to hold your hand but your scared he'll flinch when he does. Taken your clothes off with a shower of dry skin. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Lay awake at night scratching and scratching and scratching. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Then watched your own children do the same. Stitched scratch mats to their babygrows then had to peel them out of sticky blood stained pjs. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Sedated them at night so they can get some peace and rest. Change their milk so many times you're on first name terms with all the health professionals! Watched them rake at their skin wishing they'd stop but knowing the relief it's giving them. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I haven't grown out of my eczema and it can flare up at any point. The wooden chairs and chalk boards have been replaced with other obstacles. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Luckily my boys have but I didn't think they would. I see many adults and children having a sneaky itch and scratch at school I'd like them to know it's ok and there are people out there that understand and care. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Please share. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Text MEPK54 to 70070 and donate £amount or online at www.justgiving.com/Paul-Kelsall1</span></div><div><br></div></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2lc11WHWyns_-cx1lZY84Wxtcs2tltrpdf_fb1B1KIn4BxdlJFzI_8M8RbMapZAKY53Jk003k9_nN8OgaCG3I4oycm632nynHBgohaBO21lgeCHt_l1qtCQ8uHPUL17v-7mNiekKFr78/s640/blogger-image--1867752222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2lc11WHWyns_-cx1lZY84Wxtcs2tltrpdf_fb1B1KIn4BxdlJFzI_8M8RbMapZAKY53Jk003k9_nN8OgaCG3I4oycm632nynHBgohaBO21lgeCHt_l1qtCQ8uHPUL17v-7mNiekKFr78/s640/blogger-image--1867752222.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-17099634651631635932013-08-31T19:22:00.001+01:002013-08-31T19:22:32.313+01:00Take one pan...I'm getting quite good at these bung it all in a pan teas.<br />
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First chop and fry an onion, add grated carrot and courgette and swede, the courgette was grown by my mum so was delicious, (we'd had two in last nights tea with some homegrown beans, pasta shells and a jar of Aldi tomato and mascarpone sauce.) the swede was left over from a pie I'd made a few days back ( ok, ok last week!) </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-25189265872041393122013-08-28T13:17:00.001+01:002013-08-28T13:17:54.814+01:00Lunch.I'm going to miss our holiday lunches, the boys have really embraced sandwiches! <div><br></div><div>They just aren't the same when they've been wrapped in plastic and left in a corridor for 3 hours. </div><div><br></div><div>And bargain of the day, these baguettes were 29p from Lidl. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRxdA60dZ6Kyhhlg7-AiSBWD_RcdwtfCnqwX1PfGZhVILd-4PS-XG75-Zdd-oHAZu97SuC92acB2ehfSkT5CEng93CD1ERb57KKM0UAZXFuYZzkfC8fddvJ2f5KD7CLX4h4rBfXsT9ct4/s640/blogger-image-230678064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRxdA60dZ6Kyhhlg7-AiSBWD_RcdwtfCnqwX1PfGZhVILd-4PS-XG75-Zdd-oHAZu97SuC92acB2ehfSkT5CEng93CD1ERb57KKM0UAZXFuYZzkfC8fddvJ2f5KD7CLX4h4rBfXsT9ct4/s640/blogger-image-230678064.jpg"></a></div> </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-27836133402229803392013-08-28T12:52:00.000+01:002013-08-28T12:52:19.725+01:00Whoops!I didn't do very well on the blog a day challenge. Sorry.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-56381462062225749292013-08-15T19:11:00.000+01:002013-08-15T19:11:10.126+01:00'besöksstol' The Millennium Trilogy. An observation.<div>
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A friend gave 'The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo' by Stieg Larsson to me ages ago and I'd never been able to get my teeth into it, then we went on holiday and 'bingo' I was hooked.<br />
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I was two thirds of the way through the first book when it struck me that visitors chair was an odd phrase but thought nothing of it, then on Wednesday I heard Front Row on radio 4 about authors and translating books</div>
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I was close to finishing book 1 and my birthday was on Friday so I dropped boulder sized hints to the kids for book 2, they did pick up on them but no book materialised - so off I went to the local charity shops, I picked up the third book in <a href="http://www.barnardos.org.uk/" target="_blank">Barnardos </a>for 49p and the second book in <a href="http://www.oxfam.org.uk/" target="_blank">Oxfam </a>for £1.09 (ooh and a new bag) </div>
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I'm now very nearly at the end of the second book and there's been lots of people sitting in visitors chairs, so I downloaded the Google translate app and set it up for English to Swedish and put in visitors chair. </div>
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I even went back and forth between a few languages and always got visitor chair. </div>
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I imagined a scenario when an English man/woman was sat with a Swede asking them to explain things, pointing at objects...</div>
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What's that?</div>
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-Bord-Table</div>
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That?</div>
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Your chair?</div>
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So that? </div>
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Ooh besöksstol I like that. </div>
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Maybe they'd had trouble with visitors and seating etiquette, visitors climbing on the lap of their hosts, so there was a need for visitors chairs?!? </div>
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I put <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">besöksstol </span>into Google again and found this...<br />
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Seems I'm not alone!<br />
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So when does a stol become a <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">besöksstol and when does a besöksstol become a stol?</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And am I a visitor in my own home sat here at my Ikea 'Norden' table on my Ikea 'Gilbert' chairs?</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-25755764060673173222013-07-16T19:53:00.001+01:002013-07-16T19:53:42.306+01:00Day 13, 14 and 15!Eurgh I think I've melted ...<div><br></div><div>Day 13</div><div>Sorry I can't write a film review its <i style="font-weight: bold; ">toooo </i>hot. Go and watch anything by Pixar they're the best, I like other grown up stuff too but I can't remember in this heat!!!</div><div><br></div><div>Day 14</div><div>My favourite place - home. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCP3zdiZSiL-vEAeNOgk0iJZ556DUXCH9bItQd8sQtGtf4RQhqHaCf6Qf9Vt3j5UXrAeeGeV1Xwrn9xaanY9oqoDwmssSLjsTy63iZ7RLb9hkgu5O7_OZGe61lMEG-aszpTZFA1lor_VU/s640/blogger-image-1165341340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCP3zdiZSiL-vEAeNOgk0iJZ556DUXCH9bItQd8sQtGtf4RQhqHaCf6Qf9Vt3j5UXrAeeGeV1Xwrn9xaanY9oqoDwmssSLjsTy63iZ7RLb9hkgu5O7_OZGe61lMEG-aszpTZFA1lor_VU/s640/blogger-image-1165341340.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I just love being at home,I always have you can't beat it, as a teenager when it was all about going out and clubbing etc I still had to go home at some point in the day and 'touch base'. </div><div>Even when we lived in dodgy bed sits and shared house I was happy in my four walls. </div><div><br></div><div>Day 15 </div><div><br></div><div>My most cherished belonging has to be Terry my Tiger. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuoQNG3BSZ3X5Hnjcc0NFSfFlosvnLsEmMHCFuFeNu2iprOukoyC-HlxojHa75zFwR4-h4ccLaFS1UFJ7yY4BwgWadzu2V8YwTDjDoBmOqe_VBp4UOcINYPijf3scrJQxKis9TJCM6ES0/s640/blogger-image--1195170193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuoQNG3BSZ3X5Hnjcc0NFSfFlosvnLsEmMHCFuFeNu2iprOukoyC-HlxojHa75zFwR4-h4ccLaFS1UFJ7yY4BwgWadzu2V8YwTDjDoBmOqe_VBp4UOcINYPijf3scrJQxKis9TJCM6ES0/s640/blogger-image--1195170193.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Thank you I'm off to stick my head in the freezer. </div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-49316881795496982862013-07-13T23:11:00.001+01:002013-07-13T23:15:52.966+01:00Day 12 create somethingI made this for our wedding anniversary. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijwQD4frYtGthLVZNSSbzBesfJO3dwmq5i18ArM-IMx8y1Gc1f1-Q-ehEGio_xwnIBRz8YAnkshqnFAXHfe61pVwO780PuxbcMb9CEafIe4G7BCk9af8P-q0KdgJwsgdaFVX48txXsoEk/s640/blogger-image--1496661614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijwQD4frYtGthLVZNSSbzBesfJO3dwmq5i18ArM-IMx8y1Gc1f1-Q-ehEGio_xwnIBRz8YAnkshqnFAXHfe61pVwO780PuxbcMb9CEafIe4G7BCk9af8P-q0KdgJwsgdaFVX48txXsoEk/s640/blogger-image--1496661614.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I think it's known as a paper cut? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It was great fun to do and has lots of hidden messages. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">On Paul's side there are 21 leaves and on my side 17, our ages when we met. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The two daisies between us are Tommy and Jack. </div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-28924237722640527542013-07-13T08:58:00.001+01:002013-07-13T08:58:34.068+01:00Day 11I've had trouble writing this one as I just kept thinking...<div><br></div><div>"You had to be there"</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0-likI-hzr87dhOkn0-0SCK2OKI8PvIyFA_uutGV_gSNIGuOCRmyOwtvFLCAmp4f880Ti_RnTf-Sbc5ND8oLIdjumdThtceA28hPT8IhLTPQynsfv6ud3-XB__SB9DUNBM76aIyHhfHc/s640/blogger-image-201094596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0-likI-hzr87dhOkn0-0SCK2OKI8PvIyFA_uutGV_gSNIGuOCRmyOwtvFLCAmp4f880Ti_RnTf-Sbc5ND8oLIdjumdThtceA28hPT8IhLTPQynsfv6ud3-XB__SB9DUNBM76aIyHhfHc/s640/blogger-image-201094596.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Like the time on the flight back from the previous posts holiday when Paul's ears had popped and he kept asking the air hostess for a boiled sweet, and she got fed up of telling him they'd all gone so went and got the empty basket to show him. </div><div><br></div><div>Or recently when I told him that he needed to clear out his wallet as he'd got ten years worth of loyalty cards and we went to the cinema that evening and the guy asked him if he'd got an Odeon card and he replied (a little too smugly) "Yes, yes I do."</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8JvqQzQ_HQXlvl0goMexu7uww-PcDosSXSmEWs8eildla9popVsSX8ws7tJ1YZ9JRAArBdToRuPw7K1bffBbWU7ajFTQbOjiCrF4zmLcOctCu7SMg99ZbvUQ4uP98MdBHNflpooMXkcU/s640/blogger-image-466980951.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8JvqQzQ_HQXlvl0goMexu7uww-PcDosSXSmEWs8eildla9popVsSX8ws7tJ1YZ9JRAArBdToRuPw7K1bffBbWU7ajFTQbOjiCrF4zmLcOctCu7SMg99ZbvUQ4uP98MdBHNflpooMXkcU/s640/blogger-image-466980951.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>There have been thousands of drop down funny moments, but I just can't put them down in a blog. </div><div>Sorry. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn6Tsy_UYQ-uZtC9Rkjq8IiQYaK6A_70yAInWDIOFG_8Mrs_nMoHN-9vgo81R_mbCNhimsn5R9bmhhoUJ_3G6MWUaafMDrkZWeo585hHb8S86s9niGTkNz0A6h0v7kRe5IjsZLwCRBFOc/s640/blogger-image-1523314905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn6Tsy_UYQ-uZtC9Rkjq8IiQYaK6A_70yAInWDIOFG_8Mrs_nMoHN-9vgo81R_mbCNhimsn5R9bmhhoUJ_3G6MWUaafMDrkZWeo585hHb8S86s9niGTkNz0A6h0v7kRe5IjsZLwCRBFOc/s640/blogger-image-1523314905.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-5975071348686420602013-07-11T17:55:00.001+01:002013-07-11T17:55:47.539+01:00Day 10 best holiday.<div>Quick one today as its shopping day, parents evening and gymnastics tonight. </div><div><br></div>Corfu 1994 with Paul. My first holiday with him. <div>We flew from Heathrow so travelled down by coach from Birmingham which I paid for with my £50 winnings on a scratch card...happy days! <br><div>We had two weeks in Paleokastritsa it was brilliant. We had fun laughing, sunbathing, snorkelling, sight seeing, eating and drinking. </div></div><div>And then laughed our whole way home. </div><div><br></div><div>I shall search for a photo later as I like to post one with every blog but this was pre digital camera days! </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-68937971712203151192013-07-09T22:31:00.001+01:002013-07-09T22:46:42.592+01:00Day 7 amendment to my goals!To unsubscribe from all the emails I delete every day with out reading!!!<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf88lRYhxOSw4WgmT0S2HDXcxTAUfz4VWYSILso_IXFCAdP5aH8Uwl5-yWPUQexxUOeubbUIiG8siJRBNmpWuyxoGaZdcX0eziwGYMy2I8MedrBlLjZloY1SuYqARUr1Krk3kkkFpjyJY/s640/blogger-image-318814110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf88lRYhxOSw4WgmT0S2HDXcxTAUfz4VWYSILso_IXFCAdP5aH8Uwl5-yWPUQexxUOeubbUIiG8siJRBNmpWuyxoGaZdcX0eziwGYMy2I8MedrBlLjZloY1SuYqARUr1Krk3kkkFpjyJY/s640/blogger-image-318814110.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It might take me six months!! </div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-47423404235754873292013-07-09T12:57:00.001+01:002013-07-10T13:34:09.987+01:00Day 9 outfit of the day.We've been having some unusually good weather and my wardrobe is unprepared! <div>I bought a summer dress on Sunday and wore it Monday and Tuesday so what to wear on Wednesday ?</div><div><br></div><div>I work in year one at a primary school and most schools built in the UK (that aren't Victorian) resemble green houses!!! </div><div>It's boiling down in early years, cool and floaty has to be 'en vogue' at the moment! </div><div><br></div><div>Went for black Tshirt and red swirly patterned skirt as it a little cooler today. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUBWxYKLd7wGmUm1CJ0rh6TpSS5b4_gABzKIqi27djrE26ShIZKhxXG2DbY-17cLdVKvBVuqAtV_ZFH4hyphenhyphenU_OLJEbyM7sN8TCZl7f_f6Hex-RUexH7LKKmI5e2f_fiaGPhFi5QFSL1NC8/s640/blogger-image-1329428083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUBWxYKLd7wGmUm1CJ0rh6TpSS5b4_gABzKIqi27djrE26ShIZKhxXG2DbY-17cLdVKvBVuqAtV_ZFH4hyphenhyphenU_OLJEbyM7sN8TCZl7f_f6Hex-RUexH7LKKmI5e2f_fiaGPhFi5QFSL1NC8/s640/blogger-image-1329428083.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Best photo I could take of myself!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-66184700291999626682013-07-08T20:26:00.001+01:002013-07-09T12:38:58.590+01:00Day 8 favourite quote.<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bit of a theme going on 😊</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI2cI6yrK1HgK8HahnBdABGtiHiNl9F27X5nF3glJZESpuK6dn4_q1yYDnB6L9tkaKXGbtYvHaIoTOsOF9bNfLeguxu83Sy1dwYQFkennAP_-IDh1Ox142Eu-jGnA1bkMWiVJp4zfDXh4/s640/blogger-image-553774601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I'll keep you posted on my progress with both. </div><div><br></div><div>I say I don't set myself targets but I do write list of things I want sometimes, there's a new tv, car and computer on my want list at the moment as well as redecorating but that's on it all the time. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtnDaxVfh_KuPzdCR1QqvG-fyidG9IF3cHXjADl9oZANNVMq5PCx9no263qqsNXfqkVyT7RZK9H8Fjb8BPi2aFxVYFLUj-MsFgySVTX0_SJPR6N6EoVQh2Lw4iW0EPlctRb4csmU58mg8/s640/blogger-image-2051747635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtnDaxVfh_KuPzdCR1QqvG-fyidG9IF3cHXjADl9oZANNVMq5PCx9no263qqsNXfqkVyT7RZK9H8Fjb8BPi2aFxVYFLUj-MsFgySVTX0_SJPR6N6EoVQh2Lw4iW0EPlctRb4csmU58mg8/s640/blogger-image-2051747635.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-84387656418491556572013-07-06T19:14:00.001+01:002013-07-07T22:00:41.387+01:00Day 6 Favourite homemade mealTomato Lasagne (sometimes vegetable)<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8IQfFxfQlQZvRAztXdCk8mLbZWK7023ruh_yQX4jUcxKsWMi9ctGL3AxeQKcAqze_lGgQwCpEU0pG6HOcJU7NNoXqOSUW0WLjHHwYs3ymrAtJF_Kh_lSOqv1utmsxLTh9iAIPWnwni8/s640/blogger-image-1703500656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8IQfFxfQlQZvRAztXdCk8mLbZWK7023ruh_yQX4jUcxKsWMi9ctGL3AxeQKcAqze_lGgQwCpEU0pG6HOcJU7NNoXqOSUW0WLjHHwYs3ymrAtJF_Kh_lSOqv1utmsxLTh9iAIPWnwni8/s640/blogger-image-1703500656.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I've made this meal a million times, it's originally from Linda McCartney's home cooking book, but over the years I've taken a bit out and added a bit in.</div><div><br></div><div>I make it from sight so I'm not sure of measurement etc. </div><div><br></div><div>Gently fry a chopped red onion in a little olive oil. </div><div>Add a crushed garlic clove. </div><div>Chopped celery (sometimes) </div><div>When onion is soft add two tins of chopped tomatoes (one if doing vegetable version)</div><div>Now the questionable measuring...</div><div>Some tomato purée I'd say maybe half a tube or two tablespoons!!!</div><div>Some passatta if I have some. </div><div>A little bit of veg stock cube or marigold bouillon. </div><div>Always a teaspoon of sugar to take away the acidity of the toms. </div><div>Salt. </div><div>Pepper. </div><div><br></div><div>Simmer. </div><div><br></div><div>Quorn mince can be added or carrot courgette, red pepper, aubergine and mushroom for a vegetable version, omit one can if toms as I said. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm a bit lazy as I don't make my own white sauce! </div><div><br></div><div>Ladle a layer of the tomato sauce into a large rectangle dish. </div><div>Then a layer of lasagne fresh, dried whatever you like. </div><div>Repeat with sauce and lasagne. </div><div><br></div><div>Then a jar of white sauce, I've tried most now and have to say Aldi's is as good as Ragu or Dolmio. </div><div><br></div><div>I put it in the oven now for about 15 minutes then take it out sprinkle mozzarella cheese on top and return it to the oven for another 15 mins. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-59762199774440391242013-07-06T08:58:00.001+01:002013-07-06T08:58:05.592+01:00Post a favourite photo of yourself...Ok. <div><br></div><div>Two photos if that's ok. </div><div><br></div><div>Both taken with a mobile phone which is all we use now. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiikNoEpLlSFqstJJ0KpNyHO1HybGlXFqBKwqpCXWxY5N34__mfByr0TsQHpSluFvDNee21gDJ7kGN8b-b0EXin8HbC4xYU_8fhEecDrsq1jH5EP7Wki1LT82XKlH_U-eK3rOrGImQsD6A/s640/blogger-image--2035568510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiikNoEpLlSFqstJJ0KpNyHO1HybGlXFqBKwqpCXWxY5N34__mfByr0TsQHpSluFvDNee21gDJ7kGN8b-b0EXin8HbC4xYU_8fhEecDrsq1jH5EP7Wki1LT82XKlH_U-eK3rOrGImQsD6A/s640/blogger-image--2035568510.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Paul took this one, I'm helping Tommy put his shoes on, I'm pregnant with Jack and I just look happy and healthy. My hair is its natural colour and its a lovely snap shot. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_R39_5zJe2qSAjoKN51FcpNXxqM7ZsD6wtf1PAAxjINmFpnC7o_8DeqAXmMM8PDwK0p_pMdqRBq4Ge4XSrRmV2ZP4PyvOAdKzFcdyV8Xwp3mMsR-cCTHiPrCGXy3hTyiL_AmTQsnaJKI/s640/blogger-image-34396220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_R39_5zJe2qSAjoKN51FcpNXxqM7ZsD6wtf1PAAxjINmFpnC7o_8DeqAXmMM8PDwK0p_pMdqRBq4Ge4XSrRmV2ZP4PyvOAdKzFcdyV8Xwp3mMsR-cCTHiPrCGXy3hTyiL_AmTQsnaJKI/s640/blogger-image-34396220.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I took this one myself. Me and Jack in the kitchen in the pervious photo (which I can't find) we had stickers all over our faces. </div><div><br></div><div>I have thousands and thousands of photos but I'm not very often in many so in a funny way today's task was quite easy. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-14803428687074439552013-07-05T07:32:00.001+01:002013-07-07T22:03:12.089+01:00Day 4 something your good at.<div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">What is it? </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Tell us how you go about doing it. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Why are you good at it?</span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oh my another toughy. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4904IOpqv1NS6j1_gFbPCusrk4YwkkTCu8FF6mQcbY7nySf_v7vxBmJ216G7p2R1AxTN0S3lg_sKlSQv7n1EdTWA49-I4G3FXQ6Zyd2b0vaHES8INyFHLBtZqkNNA8mHhx5wxHGpUrNo/s640/blogger-image-1434931998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4904IOpqv1NS6j1_gFbPCusrk4YwkkTCu8FF6mQcbY7nySf_v7vxBmJ216G7p2R1AxTN0S3lg_sKlSQv7n1EdTWA49-I4G3FXQ6Zyd2b0vaHES8INyFHLBtZqkNNA8mHhx5wxHGpUrNo/s640/blogger-image-1434931998.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">What is it?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Quick and Easy Teatimes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Pasta and salad always a winner with everyone. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">How do I do it? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Put food on plate. Yell TEATIME. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Why am I good at it? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">When I was a new mum I went through turmoil thinking that I had to present nutritious and healthy meals every day. Whilst nurturing their minds and teaching them to swim, learn a foreign language, limit their tv viewing, read a bedtime story every night, enrol in baby yoga, breast feed,use cloth nappies and bags for life. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I soon learnt that we can't all be domestic goddesses or earth mothers. I live in a suburb of Birmingham, I'm not pushing a bugaboo down the Kings Road to a play date with Jocasta and and baby Indira. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">These women must have pizza and chips in front of the tv and sprint round Asda in their slippers surely. <span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); "> </span></div></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Have to admit I'm quite lucky as they do eat well, Tommy could live on tomatoes but on the other hand Jack could easily survive on biscuits. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We're all vegetarian so the majority of what we eat is healthy and thought out but I'm not going to be deluded and make </span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; ">Quinoa stew with squash, prunes & pomegranate and then wonder why they've not touched it. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; "><br></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"> I'm not prefect, I have somedays when I've made something new or 'experimented' and I'm met with sullen glares and folded arms (and that's just Paul) </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span style="text-align: left; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Stick the toast on, open a tin of beans! Balance restored :) </span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-83986757045010338962013-07-03T20:47:00.001+01:002013-07-04T13:41:20.119+01:00Happy memory.A happy memory, wow I'm finding this one difficult, don't start feeling sorry for me though, I just can't narrow it down to one memory. <div><br></div><div>So I'm going to have to be predictable. </div><div><br></div><div>27th February 2011. </div><div>Wembley Stadium. </div><div>Birmingham City take on Arsenal in the Carling Cup final. </div><div><br></div><div>To any passing Blues fans I'm talking about that day, that match, that wonderful feeling, the atmosphere, the joys not the sorrows that followed it. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj6X9TimZlfZG5ow1C_YwiogcYHwedlUlxbO9NdxHT0Wk9wOHJh7PjnMXTgdyClhOE8YDem4mf0W_SwTyEhwlVvUxDbGgomCXRMq26t_c0Mw2olHALLnNxEocLpSqmfgjPdW28WGP6n7Q/s640/blogger-image--1756504170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj6X9TimZlfZG5ow1C_YwiogcYHwedlUlxbO9NdxHT0Wk9wOHJh7PjnMXTgdyClhOE8YDem4mf0W_SwTyEhwlVvUxDbGgomCXRMq26t_c0Mw2olHALLnNxEocLpSqmfgjPdW28WGP6n7Q/s640/blogger-image--1756504170.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>For me it started off wet, it was a cold, wet February day, we'd parked on a friend of a friends drive in Wembley and had walked to the ground so we were soaked. </div><div>I went to the loos and tried to dry my shoes under the hand dryer. </div><div>Then we went to our seats</div><div><br></div><div><b>WOW</b></div><div><br></div><div>We can all say something is breath taking but has it really taken your breath away... That moment did, to see Wembley unfold before me was amazing it took my breath away and I stood speechless for a moment. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm not going to give you an account of the game, that's not my style and to be completely honest as a mum when you go anywhere with your children you've always got one eye on them or in this case me and Jack had our eyes on the backsides of the rather worse for wear girls in front of us!</div><div><br></div><div>The build up to the game was exciting and (bias alert) we were the better set of fans. The pitch decoration was awesome and has been Tommys screen saver on many occasions. </div><div><br></div><div>Any journey with a four year old and an eight year is filled with untimely toilet breaks and this day was no exception. </div><div><br></div><div>At 1-1 Paul turned to me and said I think we can do this!</div><div><br></div><div>At 2-1 we went <b>BONKERS</b></div><div><b><br></b></div><div>And so did everyone else around us! Two men gambolled through us, I think it's safe to say they'd been drinking! </div><div><br></div><div>Final Whistle. </div><div><br></div><div>We'd done it, we, the under dogs had won. </div><div><br></div><div>I cried, Paul cried, the kids cried. </div><div><br></div><div>Amazing. </div><div><br></div><div>Jack needed the loo just as we were about to lift the cup, so we did a mad run to and from the toilets!</div><div><br></div><div>A truly happy memory. 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We always sit together for tea and Paul's usually home before or during. </div>
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I <i>like</i> to tidy the kitchen after tea and I <i>like</i> to think this always happens. </div>
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A typical summers day means the kids are back outside playing football or if its <i>really</i> cold and wet we're all in watching tv together (I'm talking sub zero and torrential rain as they'll be out all weathers) , one of us will take the dog out and lately I've been going for a jog but this hasn't become regular enough to be typical yet! </div>
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Then the moan we had about getting them out of bed turns into the moan about getting them into bed. I'm usually competing with a football match and I usually lose. </div>
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Once we've gone through the never ending bedtime ritual (that's a blog in itself) I usually hit the sack myself all my plans of doing the sandwiches or ironing or reading the books that are gathering dust by my bed fly out the window and I sit in bed watching tv with Martha snuggled between us (or growling underneath it) </div>
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As you can see we're pretty relaxed, no after school clubs or scouts, beavers or boys brigade. We have gymnastics on a Thursday and our weekends are <b><u>filled</u></b> with football, training Saturdays, matches Sundays, I wouldn't have it any other way. <br>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-54756724569676042702013-07-01T22:47:00.001+01:002013-07-03T18:14:44.421+01:00Who am I<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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I have joined a blog challenge set by PVB.<br />
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Today the subject is 'Who am I' I started to write the opening to this blog in my head when I saw it on the Little White Cottages Facebook page, then I read her <a href="http://notesfromthekitchentable.com/" target="_blank">blog</a> and we'd had a similar idea. </div>
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Of course there will be those of you that are a similar age to me who instantly started repeating 'who am I, who <i>am</i> I' (who are <i>you</i> in the film!)</div>
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Luckily I didn't have a biro to clip on my lip and push up my nose like Brian from The Breakfast Club. </div>
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So Who am I...<br />
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I'm Lindsey, as a toddler I was the one with wild blonde hair that liked dancing and singing in front of the tv, wanted a little sister called Polly, got a brother, called him Polly any way (sorry Dan)</div>
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I'm the girl who didn't mind going to school, who liked school uniform, who loved to make a revision timetable but didn't do the revision, who loved art, loved a gossip and a laugh, didn't have loads of friends but lots of people remember me. </div>
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I'm the one who's done a bit of this and a bit of that, I wanted to be a fashion designer or a teacher when I was at school, I'm now a teaching assistant.</div>
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I've worked in bars, restaurants, shops and abroad. </div>
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At 17 I was working as a waitress (not in a cocktail bar) when I met Paul,</div>
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In 96 I moved to London and worked at Selfridges, in 97 I came back. </div>
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In 99 we went to Corfu for the summer. I came back.</div>
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I like my home, my space. </div>
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In 2000 I started university aged 26, a fine art degree at last! But more portent events meant I didn't complete it.<br />
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In 2001 we got Martha our westie. </div>
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In 2002 we had Tommy, a beautiful boy who kept me waiting and came out like super man. </div>
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In 2004 we got married on a gorgeous summer day. </div>
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In 2006 we had Jack, another bouncy boy,he arrived through the sunroof!<br />
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The last four dates are the most important to me, as a child I'd always wanted a westie and two boys ( and ironically to marry a boy called Paul lol)<br />
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Who am I ... I'm lucky. </div>
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Who am I ... I'm Lindsey.<br />
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I'm a mum, a wife, a dog owner, a vegetarian, a Birmingham City fan, a homemaker, a cook, a cleaner, a story teller, a listener, a friend, a daughter, a sister, a cuddler, a soccer mum, a blogger, a lover and a fighter, a finder of lost objects...</div>
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Many things to many people. </div>
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But when I'm on my own I'm the girl with the (not so wild - not so blonde) hair dancing in front of the tv, round the kitchen, in the car, the super market...</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com3Quinton Quinton52.460252 -2.005776tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-2195200232936476672012-12-15T11:59:00.001+00:002012-12-15T15:32:59.591+00:00Winter warmer!I'm sat in the car watching my husband, my two boys and about 4 dads and 15 kid,s maybe more ( they move too fast to count) playing football. <br />
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They are all having a fantastic time, laughing and cheering, they've all got pink cheeks and huge smiles. After a cold and icy week it's just what my two have needed, cooped up in school unable to play out because the playground is too icy and someone might fall over!!!<br />
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There isn't a coat between them and about four of them are wearing shorts, I can't speak for the others but my eldest hasn't had a day off for two years. <br />
A mum at school asked me in the week why the playground had been out of action and said she'd stayed in school until 4 whilst her two boys had ran around ( a then defrosted ) playground, she commented that we need to teach kids how to be safe and walk on slippy paths and that boys need a release and I totally agree with her. <br />
(In complete contrast to this, we had to walk four classes back from the church yesterday in the freezing rain wearing Christmas costumes!!??)<br />
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I've thought for a long time that we wrap them in to much cotton wool, how about you?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056442641046783236.post-39215314137325988182012-11-29T18:30:00.001+00:002012-11-29T18:30:16.818+00:00How old do you think I am?We play a game in the car with the digital clock on the dash, at 20:02 Tommy is born and at 20:06 Jack is born it passes 4 minutes of a journey!<br />
We'd gone to pick Paul up from work a couple of nights ago and were sat in the car waiting, Jack glanced at the clock and said ' ooh it's 18:38 mum' and glanced excitedly at me 'yes Jack 18:38' I replied 'you know mum 18:38 ... When we're you born?' slightly aghast I replied 'not 1838 Jack ...19 for god sake 1974, how old do you think I am' unaffected by my answer or shock he innocently enquired ' well how about Dad?'Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05423432691918607112noreply@blogger.com0