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Three children *** One big, grey dog *** Two parents *** Country loving *** Cottage dwelling in the South-West of the UK. That’s us!

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“A moment spent in wonder is worth a lifetime spent in awe.”

 

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  • Anne Sorry to hear you haven't been well but it does sound like you've had a festive week. I love your homemade Christmas jumper, it's so... 15 Dec
  • Kim Carberry Ahh! It sounds like a very festive week for you! My girl is reading in the carol concert at the church and I can't wait.... 15 Dec
  • mummy here and here Awww you must be so proud of your son, well done! Bath abbey is beautiful place to walk around! Have a fab weekend X #wotw 15 Dec
  • Debbie Hi Cheryl, you backtracked brilliantly! I love the fact you kept the chocolate inserts from other calendars. My two lumps still have an Advent calendar,... 15 Dec
  • Angela Webster There's barely a minute to take a breath in December is there ! The homemade jumper is fantastic. My two still have a full week... 15 Dec
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Debs Random Writings

becoming a greener me

Make your own chocolate advent calendar

Now I admit, I probably didn’t approach the issue in the best way. I should have known. It’s not as if I’m particularly new to this parenting lark. I know the rules. Parenting Rule number 537 states that a short sharp, direct approach, out of the blue, will not seamlessly shift offspring on to the next stage of development. Too quick. Too sudden.

No. It requires carefully placed, crafted hints being casually dropped for weeks beforehand. Like a trail of breadcrumbs leading them to their own discovery of the need to move up a level. Preparing the ground. I knew that. I’m not a rookie.

Not that that stopped me. When I look back, I made the classic mistake and I was doomed to fail from the moment I drew breath to speak.

All three offspring were in the kitchen. I seized the moment. I announced, in a nonchalent manner, that everyone was too old for chocolate advent calendars this year. My follow up argument about single use plastic would have won them over, but I played it too late. I felt some of them sway. Alas, by then, the battle had already been lost. Apparently, and this is the moment I knew I was defeated, I was on route to ruining their childhoods forever. (again)

I wonder which page of the childhood manual that gem is printed on.

Anyway, this partly explains why I ended up in the kitchen with my 13 year old, one evening, making chocolate. Continue reading

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Leaf peeping in the Leaf

If I’d managed to draw up an autumn bucket list this year, leaf peeping would have been way up high on the list. Not just stepping out of the front door and admiring our local trees. We do that every day and they really are a wonderful sight at the moment. No, I really mean heading further afield and seeing a glorious display.

So this weekend, we headed down to Stourhead, where they do it on a grand scale. We’ve been a few times.

Now, to add to the fun, we had borrowed an electric car for the weekend. To test if it would work for us country living explorers. A Leaf. You can imagine how many jokes everyone managed to fit around going in a Leaf to see leaves. It also became quite a game to see the electronic trees growing on the dashboard. These grew as their father drove more efficiently. Our on board forest peaked at 2 and a bit trees.

Fortunately for us, Stourhead had a lot more trees and they were real. Continue reading

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Making bamboo flannels

Way back when…ok a few years ago…, I joined in a washcloth knit/crochetalong. The idea was to make as many as we could and cheer each other on. Exchanging patterns and inspirations.

I think most people were making cloths for washing dishes, but I took it to mean face flannels. So I made flannels. Lots of them. Perfect for grubby toddler faces, as it happened. We still have them. The flannels, not grubby toddler faces. Continue reading

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