The Small Boy who is soon to be three has just learned about applying logic to situations and likes to get things straight in his head. Last night we were doing the big, bigger, biggest comparison thing and the conversation went thus:
Me ’Are you still a baby then?’
SB ’No I’m a big boy Nanny’
Me ’And what about Phoenix then?’
SB ’She’s little Nanny and Daisy’s a big girl’
There was then a pause as he gave me a considered look
SB ’And you’re Mummy’s old lady Nanny’
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I came across this life mantra on someone’s blog – and do please forgive me but I can’t remember whose it was!
As of the 1st of January I shall be a part time worker and am looking forward to much of what Mr Bennion has to say. I do most of these things already but don’t have the time to do them as much as I’d like. I feel a simpler life coming on in 2014.
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There comes a time, Dear Reader, in every girl’s life when she needs to escape from her 46 year old self and rediscover her inner 7 year old. It is a state of being which I must say, I can highly recommend and one which we should all indulge in from time to time. My good friend Mrs G had been wanting to put on The Inaccurate Conception for quite some time and lo it came to pass that we could all fit it into our busy theatrical lives…..the readthrough was most amusing and I coveted the part of Jessica, a precocious, lisping, red-haired tap dancer and lo it came to pass once more that the part of said awful child was mine.
The play itself is fairly riotous, with the parts of the children being played by adults and two of the female teachers (in our interpretation) being played by men
The play itself centres on Verruca St primary school and the hapless Celia Whibley whose task is to put on the nativity play. It goes from inception to rehearsal to performance and my own crowning glory moment was as a tap dancing Virgin Mary….that’s probably all that you need to know.
This was some of us a school children
It was marred only slightly by an awful chest infection that developed and which almost completely robbed me of my voice but after a dose of steroids, Covonia, paracetamol, Fisherman’s Friends (yes THAT joke did get very boring after the 100th time) and anything else I could lay hands on, I had just enough to do the show.
My on stage Mummy was marvellous – don’t we look a picture?
We did of course have to have a stern headmistress…(you have to catch her when she isn’t looking otherwise you get detention)
And of course the comedy duo
It was such a great show – we loved it and the audiences did too which was brilliant. My chest and I are now ‘resting’ until after Christmas when Agatha Christie will be the order of the day.
I have returned all of my costume but secretly I wish I’d kept a bit to slip into and have a go on the swing in the garden or maybe a tap dance across the kitchen. It was the most fantastic fun to be 7 and who knows, maybe deep down inside I really am…..
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It is a day today Dear Reader that is just a touch windy. Not quite up to hurricane speed as we had last week, but windy enough for me to struggle to get up the seafront on my daily stomp. I stupidly wore a skirt to work today and before you ask yes I did have a Marilyn moment witnessed thankfully by only a couple of rather disinterested seagulls….
I normally have a daily stomping partner but she is away this week so I’ve been braving the elements alone and averaging around 5 miles a day which I’m really pleased with. When you sit at a desk for the best part of 9 hours a day, 5 miles is good going! There is something that I love about the desertedness of the seafront now that the tourists have gone home with the waves crashing and the seagulls wheeling and screeching above me. There was a cormorant too having a little fish and apart from those, I only passed two more people
foolish brave enough to be out there. I returned to the office looking like I’d been dragged through several hedges backwards but exhilarated none the less.
As a footnote, please keep the people of the Philippines in your thoughts following Typhoon Haiyan. If you can, give to a charity that is supporting this disaster but be careful to whom you donate. There are rogue, made up charities who will jump on the bandwagon of any disaster and your money, if donated to these may never see the people that it has been donated for. So stick with the reputable ones – The Red Cross, Oxfam, Save the Children, Mediciens sans Frontiers who are playing a more than active role in helping to get aid to these stricken poeple. I work for a shipping company and we have many seafarers from the Philippines. We have made a substantial donation through our agents based in the Philippines with a caveat stating that we wish to know that the monies have directly benefitted those affected. Cynical, perhaps. Reassuring, of course. Better that than it lining unscrupulous pockets, definitely. And remember how lucky you are.
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Well now Dear Reader, we may have had a hurricane, we may have had further torrential rain and high winds and we may have had ‘Amber alerts’ (which do make me giggle) but despite all of this, we had a rather lovely Saturday morning last weekend. And so it was that we found ourselves on the beach with two out of the three small folks.
At their ages they don’t need much amusement beyond stone skimming and shell collecting and there was plenty of both
There was a small spot of rain but we were not deterred
It’s a real treat to still have weather that’s reasonably good enough to get out with a coat and hat for a blustery walk. It blows the cobwebs away and it’s great to see so many folks out and about with dogs and kids just enjoying what we have on our doorstep.
We made some shadow pictures although TG does look alarmingly like the grim reaper..
We’d all had enough after about an hour or so and as Madam had decided that cookery was the afternoon’s activity of choice, off homewards we went.
The cakes went ok despite much
arguement discussion about the best way to crack and egg. Observe the concentration…
The biscuits however didn’t quite go to plan and drew a withering look and a “well they ALWAYS work out fine at OUR house Nanny” from Madam…..
It was one of those – look awful, tastes great moments but the Smallest Baby Boy was not deterred by such minutiae as the look of the thing and pronounced them most ‘licious Nanny
Whatever the weather (well unless it really is slinging it down) it’s great to get out and about. It gets dark so early that there is no excuse necessary for lighting the fire and relaxing with a glass of wine in front of the Autumn telly schedule. It’s time for gravy and plenty of it, stews and pies and mash and root vegetables, custard and cakes with cinnamon and mixed spice. The festive season will soon be upon us and I am preparing for a marathon of children and friends. We cooked for 15 last Christmas Day – wonder if we can top that this year? This weekend I shall be making Creole Christmas cakes and the Christmas chutney is already maturing nicely along with its very best friend the runner bean variety. There are plenty of things to be getting on with if the weather doesn’t play ball but if it does then I feel a few more trips to the beach and walks coming on. Be rude not to!
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