It is blowing a hooley today. Perfect excuse to hunker down and knit, while the wind howls outside. Inbetween work, of course. Weather like this causes the internet to go up and down. The chance to take a break, pops up that little bit more often. Silver lining, heh?
I’ve rescued our recycling bin three times already this morning. The wind seems to ignore all the neighbours’ bins and selects ours for early release down the lane. Fly, be free. Splitting it from its contents to maximize the chaos. Not much hope of recycling being collected. Our lane is closed to all traffic. Ever the optimist, I’ve recaptured the bin plus wayward contents, and weighed it down with rocks. Fingers crossed that the determined recycling people will vault the barricade and collect. We’re only a couple of yards passed it. I’d hate it if they went to all that trouble only to find I’d taken the bin in.
One of the best parts of summing my week up in a word is writing a list of all the stand out moments we’ve had in the last seven days. You know. Those events that make you stop and reflect. Stand back briefly and watch it going on. Hopefully, appreciating that you are part of it. Admittedly, not all events fall neatly into that box, but enough.
This week, we moved into the “two teens in the household” category. Middle turned 13. It suits her. She is a social butterfly like her sister, with a wide group of friends. So instead of offending any by leaving them out, she opted for a family day out, which will happen later on.
Her older sister and I had fun making the cake for her. The leaves are made from fondant and we used my favourite leaf pressing cutter. I’m pleased with the effect. There was also pizza and a DVD, to finish off the day. She seemed happy. Continue reading
I love having the children around for half term. I really do. They are such funny people to be around. I have all the excuses I need to join in their fun and release my own inner child. (I present witches’ cauldrons and ghost biscuits as evidence. Boo!)
Ok. It’s not all roses. There are squabbles, but that’s all part of growing up, right? And where better to learn how to get on with people, than with your own siblings. The acquisiton of some life skills are nosier affairs than others. I’m putting this one fair and square in that box.
Between you and me, there are times I need to sneak off. Grab a bit of me-time. Either sewing or reading, seem to do the trick.
A couple of weeks ago, I tidied the pile of books beside my bed. Had to be done. It was at serious risk of toppling over. Some books went into the charity bag. Realistically never going to read. The rest were lined up on a shelf. Hazard averted.
The beauty of a good tidy up is that gems are rediscovered. They almost feel like new books again. I’ve made time to read. I’ve finished The Trouble with Goats and Sheep. I enjoyed it. Took a while to get into as I needed more than a few minutes grabbed, to follow all the hopping around on the timeline.
It is cleverly written. Mainly told through the words of a 10 year old girl, where sometimes she says enough for the reader to understand, but she misses the point completely herself. It is set in 1976, during the heatwave. Sprinkled with references for us that grew up in the 70s. Ah yes, a few “I remember” moments, plus a few “really? I don’t remember that“. There are a couple of twists at the end, which are perfect. Continue reading