Inspired by a recent post on John's blog (Barefoot in the Wilderness), here is my very short story (no more than 6 words):
They had to marry in prison.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Saturday, October 28, 2006
These are a few of my least favourite things
Had a good day yesterday. I took my son to central London and we went to a concert for 5 - 12 year olds at the Royal Albert Hall (called Making Tracks). It was absolutely fantastic to hear the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra playing the theme tunes from Superman, Doctor Who, Harry Potter and The Can Can. Not sure what Michael made of it, but I loved it!
We then managed three museums before getting home ahead of the rush hour(!) One of these was the Science Museum - a mixed pleasure for me, as I used to work there and wasn't terribly happy. I remembered, as we gazed at old household items in glass cases, how vacuum cleaners used to frighten me as a child - there were some from the 40s (like my Grandma had) and the 60s (like my Mum had), and they do look pretty scary. I then remembered my other childhood fear: the window cleaner - especially if you happened to look at the window to find him there unexpectedly.... you remember him, don't you, Louise!!
Nowadays, there are two things that freak me out. The first is unexpectedly encountering a very tall building - like the time I alighted the tube at Westminster, reached ground level only to find Big Ben towering immediately above me (or whatever it's called). The second is unexpectedly coming across a large lake of still water - like looking over a wall and expecting to see a field, but instead seeing a reservoir (ugh, just thinking about it....).
My mother lives in Wales, not a million miles away from a heap of reservoirs and, yes, you've guessed it, during periods of drought the steeple from a church that lies within one of the flooded valleys can be seen above water level.....
AAaaaaaggghhhhhhhhhh.
We then managed three museums before getting home ahead of the rush hour(!) One of these was the Science Museum - a mixed pleasure for me, as I used to work there and wasn't terribly happy. I remembered, as we gazed at old household items in glass cases, how vacuum cleaners used to frighten me as a child - there were some from the 40s (like my Grandma had) and the 60s (like my Mum had), and they do look pretty scary. I then remembered my other childhood fear: the window cleaner - especially if you happened to look at the window to find him there unexpectedly.... you remember him, don't you, Louise!!
Nowadays, there are two things that freak me out. The first is unexpectedly encountering a very tall building - like the time I alighted the tube at Westminster, reached ground level only to find Big Ben towering immediately above me (or whatever it's called). The second is unexpectedly coming across a large lake of still water - like looking over a wall and expecting to see a field, but instead seeing a reservoir (ugh, just thinking about it....).
My mother lives in Wales, not a million miles away from a heap of reservoirs and, yes, you've guessed it, during periods of drought the steeple from a church that lies within one of the flooded valleys can be seen above water level.....
AAaaaaaggghhhhhhhhhh.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Blog Holiday
I've not blogged for ages. This is because I had started to blog when I should have been reading to or otherwise 'developing' my children. That was bad. In fact, as I blog this, my dear daughter is watching the tv in the next room. That is bad
So, forgive me my absence, but I must limit myself to blogging outside of their waking hours only - and that is a time when I tend to be quite busy with school meetings and 'the like' ('the like' being watching my favourtie tv programmes).
I am a total glutton for praise and a friend of mine just e-mailed me to say that she was missing my blog. Really? Then blog I must! (Some of my pals read my blog during their lunch hour at work - they don't comment but they are there.... ('hello cheese!'). So if you ever comment here, they probably read yours too.....mwa mwa mwa mwa.
Anne has been described as a Domestic Goddess - and so she is (she denies it, but she IS). Anyhow, I'd like to stake my claim to being one too - just take a look at this birthday cake that I made for my laptop-obsessed son. Come on then, marks out of ten...?!
Blimey. Is that the time? I'd better dash and get said son from school....!
So, forgive me my absence, but I must limit myself to blogging outside of their waking hours only - and that is a time when I tend to be quite busy with school meetings and 'the like' ('the like' being watching my favourtie tv programmes).
I am a total glutton for praise and a friend of mine just e-mailed me to say that she was missing my blog. Really? Then blog I must! (Some of my pals read my blog during their lunch hour at work - they don't comment but they are there.... ('hello cheese!'). So if you ever comment here, they probably read yours too.....mwa mwa mwa mwa.
Anne has been described as a Domestic Goddess - and so she is (she denies it, but she IS). Anyhow, I'd like to stake my claim to being one too - just take a look at this birthday cake that I made for my laptop-obsessed son. Come on then, marks out of ten...?!
Blimey. Is that the time? I'd better dash and get said son from school....!
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