Our Thursday Photo #51

This week has been rather a busy one, even by my standards. Work has got a bit out of hand and I’ve found myself battling to keep up with it all.  Despite this, we’ve managed to fit in our usual activities and a few extra ones and the girls have had a great week.  The highlight for Libby was going to see her friend at one of her favourite places, Cob House near Worcester. They have a few farm animals there including some reindeer and alpacas.  There are just enough animals for all of them to be exciting to see…

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You know you’ve got a rescue puppy when…

1. Nobody in the house has a full pair of undamaged shoes. You consider sending the children out in odd shoes. Or no shoes. Which is best? Serious question.  2. You are running out of ways to explain the mysterious bite marks on your children’s favourite toys. “The dog ate it” just seems such a weak excuse. After all, it never worked at school.  3. You suddenly know a lot more people. This is despite having lived in the same house for 12 years and spoken to virtually nobody. You are no longer invisible, everyone wants to stop for a chat. …

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Good food on a time budget

I quite enjoy cooking. I wouldn’t say I’m a culinary genius, but I like to cook something nice every now and then.  This is one of my favourite times of year for cooking because there is wild garlic growing everywhere. I remember loving the smell of it as a child but being told it wasn’t edible.  These days, I am rather more aware of its culinary uses. It has an appearance and texture like spinach and offers similar health benefits. And yet it gives any dish a lovely, subtle garlic flavour.  Hence I’d decided to cook with it this weekend before…

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No I’m not a pretty girl

This afternoon, Libby said the words that no parent to a little girl wants to hear. I brushed her hair, put a clip in it and put her glasses on before she went to the park. She asked me why I’d put a hair clip in and I said, “Because it looks lovely. You always look lovely and now your hair is nice and tidy as well. Shall I show you in the mirror?”  She nodded, so we went to the bathroom mirror.  She looked in the mirror and I said, “Look, what a pretty girl.” She said, “What a not-pretty…

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Our Thursday Photo #50

This week has been a little bit of a struggle if truth be told. So I’ll spare you the sugar coating.  Firstly, nothing bad has actually happened. We’re just all a bit below par, and I reserve my right to tell it like it is.  Both girls have had a cold this week, resulting in both of them being up in the night – obviously not at the same time, they took it in turns to make sure we felt just as rubbish as them.  And the result? We do! Let’s have a round of applause for the sprogs.  And…

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What it means to be English

You may or may not know that the 23rd of April is St Georges day. Sadly, you also may or may not realise that St George is the patron saint of England. These days, there is much debate around whether we are regarded as racist if we are proud to be English. I don’t think we are, I’ve never met anyone who regarded me as racist just because I’m proud of the country that I was born in. And that is why my children are being raised knowing that they are English, and that this is something to be proud…

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Bedtime stories on the decking

This evening, Libby asked if we could eat dinner outside. It was such a lovely evening that I couldn’t possibly refuse.  And having spent a large proportion of the day outside, it seemed a shame to waste the last part of it and head straight back in afterwards.  So we spent some time outside with some new books.  Libby has recently started to really understand and follow stories. Which is a relief in many ways because it makes her more inclined to listen, but we do now tend to get stuck on the favourite book on repeat.  New books are…

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