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On a hot summer’s day, there are a few ingredients necessary for a fantastic afternoon of fun and frolics. You will need one paddling pool filled with water, three small children, enough barbecue food to feed an army, wine, beer and most importantly a brother who still thinks that he’s 8.

Here they are

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There is not much more to add except that there were a huge amount of soakings, an awful lot of shrieking and races to hurl oneself into said paddling pool (them not me). But most of all there were lots of smiles and lots and lots of laughs.

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See what I mean about the brother….

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In other news, me and the tiddly toddler had a little gardening session yesterday. There were peaches

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And she was very proud of her ‘matoes.

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We looked at the butterflies flitting round the veg patch, sniffed all the herbs and she did some diggin’ Nanny. Simple stuff but on a lovely July day, what else would you want to be doing? I have such fond memories of being in my Nan’s garden and learning the names of the plants and the butterflies that I feel the need to pass it all on. They’ll probably reach critical mass shortly and want to know no more but I like to think that they’ll think of me fondly in years to come.

And so there you have it Dear Reader. The weekend that was. We had such a lovely time on Saturday with nothing more than a drop of water and some clearly inherited family madness.

And do you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way :0)

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It’s been rather splendid here on the extremely sunny Isle and we have been making the most of where we are with walks, trips to the pub on balmy evenings and a visit from two out of three of the small people.

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Raspberry picking was the first order of the day and The Eldest Girl having announced that this was to be her future career set to with gusto. The only problem was that the lure of the eating of the raspberry proved far greater than the picking of…

She thought it was hilarious

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The Small Boy was too absorbed in other things to take much notice of these shenanigans

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And so we decided, having exhausted the raspberry supply, to go and have a look at the horses up the lane

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There was a caterpillar found, named Gerry and duly traipsed all the way home

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There was also the following conversation with the EG

EG: Nanny what are those?

Me: Molehills. The moles push up the earth when they’re tunnelling under the ground.

EG (looking thoughtful) : Do they have mole kings and queens do you think?

Me: I’m sure they probably do.

EG: So where do they get their crowns from then?

Me: I can’t believe you don’t know that.

EG (in a “you’re being a smartarse” voice): So where do they get them then.

Me: From the mole crown shop OF COURSE.

EBG (witheringly and with rolled eyes): Oh you ARE silly Nanny.

Indeed.

And so on that note we went home to play in the garden and look at bugs and ask a billion questions. The EG is fascinated by all things creepy crawly and there are any number of poor creatures picked up, examined and rehomed miles from where they began. I’ve been teaching her the names of plants and flowers which she pretty much remembers and she’s got a bug book to identify things which she assures me she has seen all of…

The small boy is more interested in being Batman and generally making merry

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It’s been a great summer so far and the garden has come into its own for running about in (them) and flaking out in (me).

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Today will be a day of hedge cutting and tidying up (knackered back and shoulder permitting) and hopefully the weather will last for a bit longer so that we can all feel that we’ve absorbed some rays and vitamin D and feel better for it.

Madam Rainbow is ambivalent about the heat. On one hand she’s not keen on the very hot days, on the other it is a great excuse for constant snoozing

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She is a lazy baggage!

And so another week looms. Rehearsals, work, gardening and maybe a wee trip to a place that sells wine might be in order (and I don’t mean the supermarket). We also need to sort a break out in the autumn when the holiday let is quiet and we can draw breath. Phew!

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Enjoy Dear Reader. Enjoy!

 

 

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There is nothing more evocative during the summer for me than the smell of hay making and in the field at the back of the house the farmer was hard at work last week.

It reminds me of life in Ireland as a child when the summer holidays seemed endless and in all the fields around our house that weren’t full of sheep, hay was being made.

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We worked for the farmers as kids for a pound a day which in those days was riches and could buy you any number of sweets and treats

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We also, at other times of year, planted spuds (fun) and picked stones (back breaking). It was a great grounding for hard graft and I have fond memories of it all. And the smell most of all, that mixture of hot musty grass, sunshine and tractor fumes. Magic!

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Here I am again in the latest edition of Glean Magazine. Enjoy!

Quiet time

 

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Sometimes Dear Reader when the lines I’ve learned jostle with the things I need to do and the things I haven’t done it gives me brain overload and I take myself off for a little quiet alone time.

Luckily there are any number of places here on the sunny Isle where one can achieve a little alone time and Cowes at 8am on a Sunday morning is pretty good for this.

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It was the day after Round the Island so there were a few bleary eyed sailors in search of breakfast but it was very peaceful

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It’s just the right sort of leg stretch to Gurnard and a bacon sarnie which may have slightly defeated the object of the exercise but who cares!

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And then a stroll back along the front to be home again by 10.30.

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Perfect.

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Here I go again….

http://culturedvultures.com/reminiscing/

Festival folk

Sometimes Dear Reader, a picture says a thousand words. It was the Isle of Wight Festival and TG and I went along on Saturday for the day (and night) that was in it. We began at the Folly at 11.30am, meandered to Island Harbour for about 12.30, to a barbecue at some friends at 2ish and to the Festival at around 4. We got home at 1am. The below is the natural progression of things. Enjoy. Personally I am amazed that my liver didn’t pack its bags and leave…..

 

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A good day was had by all  :0)

 

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