We had a ball, we had ringside seats, just needed to smuggle Madam in as an under two year old. In the end it did not matter as she ran through ticket inspection, straight into the big top.
We sat down, our fiends sitting at the back, as very wisely they knew it was going to be loud! The acts were really good, clowns were the best, me and the kids could loose ourselves in the churlish humour.
At almost half time the seats next to us were taken by one child in a wheelchair and two adults with kids on their laps. Turned out it was Jordan's aka Katie Price's kids with either nanies or Granny. They were incredibly cute and well behaved.
My kids loved it, Madam clapped and went ooooh all the way through, she was very captivated by it all. The boy looked at me sternly when the Wheel of Death came on and told me it was very dangerous. Quite.
Met up with our friends during the interval and after the performance. All in all, a great afternoon.
Saturday, 15 August 2009
New fangled cooking
As I have packed most of the crockery, made a wonderful recepie discovery today for pork fillet.
Tenderise pork fillet, brown in butter with 2 cloves of garlic. Set pork aside, deglaze the pan with white wine, bring to boil. Throw in some fresh rosemary and thyme, throw in rice. Put into the oven for 45 mins. Lovely!
I threw in green beans near the end as well, could also work with adding olives?
Tenderise pork fillet, brown in butter with 2 cloves of garlic. Set pork aside, deglaze the pan with white wine, bring to boil. Throw in some fresh rosemary and thyme, throw in rice. Put into the oven for 45 mins. Lovely!
I threw in green beans near the end as well, could also work with adding olives?
Box number 25
So far I have played 3 dimensional tetris (putting the books into boxes!) this was great fun. Then I have played Deal or No Deal with the boxes. Finally I sat on them whilst I talked to my aunt on the phone. Numb bum from box 25, have clearly not loaded enough soft items in there.
We have had a sweepstake at home as to how many boxes we will end up with. Hubby thinks 76. I think 83.
Watch this space.......
We have had a sweepstake at home as to how many boxes we will end up with. Hubby thinks 76. I think 83.
Watch this space.......
Public Viewing
I am well used to the kids being around me pretty much 24/7. I read a book about the French Royal Family having members of the public watching them eat and this memory came into sharp focus yesterday.
Let me set the scene, after a bad nights sleep, I am having a shower, kids come in, firstly Madam throws in a toy into the bath. Looks me up and down and asks why I have not yet passed her back the toy. Boy comes in, pulls Madam away and tells her to come and play as I am having a shower. I smile appreciatively.
M points to various bodyparts of mine and tells me what they are. Mutter words of encouragement and tell her she is clever. Boy then wants in on the act and adds a few adjectives to my bodyparts. Getting marginally irriatted by the words my son is using, wobbly, big fat and huge! Try to turn his attention away from myself, I tell them to go find a book and I will read it to them upon exiting the shower. Turn around to try and ignore them.
And this is only the start of the day.
Let me set the scene, after a bad nights sleep, I am having a shower, kids come in, firstly Madam throws in a toy into the bath. Looks me up and down and asks why I have not yet passed her back the toy. Boy comes in, pulls Madam away and tells her to come and play as I am having a shower. I smile appreciatively.
M points to various bodyparts of mine and tells me what they are. Mutter words of encouragement and tell her she is clever. Boy then wants in on the act and adds a few adjectives to my bodyparts. Getting marginally irriatted by the words my son is using, wobbly, big fat and huge! Try to turn his attention away from myself, I tell them to go find a book and I will read it to them upon exiting the shower. Turn around to try and ignore them.
And this is only the start of the day.
An update for E
Hello my dear friend here is a quick update for you:
1. I am taking the kids to the circus today. Should be great fun trying to keep them still, we are ringside, so I have threatened to sell them as a doubleact to the circus should they not behave. In true A household style, hubby has refused to buy a ticket for Madam, so I have to pretend she is under two years old.
2. 40 more packing boxes arrived this morning. Guess what I will be doing this evening once the kids are in bed????? In signature organised style I not only have a spreadsheet detailing box number, contents, room to be put into and whether its essential for us to have it within the first 2 days of being in the house. Each column sortable.
3. In between packing boxes I dyed my hair last night. Ran out of boxes, switched to Mount Gay Rum and tumbled into bed. Woke up with the same amount of grey hair, so have decided to lower the mount gay rum dose and up the leaving on time with the hair colour next time.
4. I have a cunning and secret plan that if the rum should run out, the box marker pens will be a brilliant subsitute.
5. Motto for today is: smile, survive and pack if my life depended on it.
Hope the apartment is taking shape and that you have a good time tomm in NY, am thinking of you.
1. I am taking the kids to the circus today. Should be great fun trying to keep them still, we are ringside, so I have threatened to sell them as a doubleact to the circus should they not behave. In true A household style, hubby has refused to buy a ticket for Madam, so I have to pretend she is under two years old.
2. 40 more packing boxes arrived this morning. Guess what I will be doing this evening once the kids are in bed????? In signature organised style I not only have a spreadsheet detailing box number, contents, room to be put into and whether its essential for us to have it within the first 2 days of being in the house. Each column sortable.
3. In between packing boxes I dyed my hair last night. Ran out of boxes, switched to Mount Gay Rum and tumbled into bed. Woke up with the same amount of grey hair, so have decided to lower the mount gay rum dose and up the leaving on time with the hair colour next time.
4. I have a cunning and secret plan that if the rum should run out, the box marker pens will be a brilliant subsitute.
5. Motto for today is: smile, survive and pack if my life depended on it.
Hope the apartment is taking shape and that you have a good time tomm in NY, am thinking of you.
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
Cod and Chips
I am currently having a break from packing the house up. Desperate to escape the tangle of bubble wrap, boxes and packing tape ends which are strewn across the house.
Ran round the cash and carry like a loonie woman this morning buying packing implements. I was somewhat overawed by the sweet aisle which has ended up with me packing large cod and chips. What?
Well, justification for the sweet aisle is that we need energy when moving boxes around (half of Rowntrees output should do it!) and secondly, as I was uberexcited I accidentally picked up fish and chip paper instead of tissue paper.
So there I am wrapping the kitchen items, injecting humour by telling myself that it’s a large haddock and chips. Hubby is convinced I am at the end of the loop of a very large and long loop the loop.
I have been keeping the kids informed of the fact that we will be moving. I keep a poker face when I tell them nonchallantily that Mummy and Daddy will be looking at houses. The information and subsequent questions are met with a breezy lighthearted response that any North Korean news reader would be proud of.
Kids are desperate to view houses. Last time I took a child along to view a house, he turned the oven on, tried to jump on a bed and the viewing was abandoned after 10 mins due to the oven stinking the kitchen out.
Now to go and do battle with packing a large savaloy, extra chips and onion vinegar!
Ran round the cash and carry like a loonie woman this morning buying packing implements. I was somewhat overawed by the sweet aisle which has ended up with me packing large cod and chips. What?
Well, justification for the sweet aisle is that we need energy when moving boxes around (half of Rowntrees output should do it!) and secondly, as I was uberexcited I accidentally picked up fish and chip paper instead of tissue paper.
So there I am wrapping the kitchen items, injecting humour by telling myself that it’s a large haddock and chips. Hubby is convinced I am at the end of the loop of a very large and long loop the loop.
I have been keeping the kids informed of the fact that we will be moving. I keep a poker face when I tell them nonchallantily that Mummy and Daddy will be looking at houses. The information and subsequent questions are met with a breezy lighthearted response that any North Korean news reader would be proud of.
Kids are desperate to view houses. Last time I took a child along to view a house, he turned the oven on, tried to jump on a bed and the viewing was abandoned after 10 mins due to the oven stinking the kitchen out.
Now to go and do battle with packing a large savaloy, extra chips and onion vinegar!
Sunday, 9 August 2009
Quick Summary
Lots of things have happened in the great bog random smelting pot that is our family life. Had a fairly boozy goodbye lunch (for me!) with Evova at Ockenden Manor. We managed to have some tea before a really lovely lunch with pimms and the obligatory glass of vino. I wont mention the crazed masochistic wood pigeon which decided to amble on the downside of Ditchling Beacon, in the thick fog. He bounced off my windscreen and was luckily ok.
Very very sad to say goodby to Evova, she is one of three people I speak to on an almost daily basis.
Anyways, needed a first daytime nap following boozy lunch and then found myself making coffee, turning the heat up higher and higher. It was probably only a minute before the machine would have exploded before I realised that I had not put any water in!
Lastly, I was pruning the lavendar out the front when I heard a scratching noise from next doors roof. Look up and next doors cat is sliding off the roof, lands with a thud and carried on as though its all part of some master plan. After my recent incident with cats, I did not even bat an eyelid at this one.
We may officially be homeless if this continues. That or I may have to spend a month on Hungary. Shame.
Very very sad to say goodby to Evova, she is one of three people I speak to on an almost daily basis.
Anyways, needed a first daytime nap following boozy lunch and then found myself making coffee, turning the heat up higher and higher. It was probably only a minute before the machine would have exploded before I realised that I had not put any water in!
Lastly, I was pruning the lavendar out the front when I heard a scratching noise from next doors roof. Look up and next doors cat is sliding off the roof, lands with a thud and carried on as though its all part of some master plan. After my recent incident with cats, I did not even bat an eyelid at this one.
We may officially be homeless if this continues. That or I may have to spend a month on Hungary. Shame.
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