Sunday, June 11, 2017

The rest of half term.

So what else did we get up to over the rest of the week that Martin had off? Well we actually managed to pack quite a bit in.

After his usual round of sunday morning golf, Martin and I were going to have a chillaxing afternoon, but the kids phoned to say they were coming up for a cup of tea. Next thing we know we were scrabbling around in the freezer to find food for the bbq! We ate so late that the boys ended up staying for a sleepover. 

We wanted to start tackling our list of jobs but we found we couldnt even start them before clearing out the shed as we couldn't find any of the tools we needed amongst the tangle. The boys had a great time as we tried to keep them amused with footballs and tents at the same time as sorting rubbish from good.

Once the boys had gone home and we had put everything back tidily, Martin had several trips to the tip to get rid of all the unwanted shed stuff and accumulated junk from the attic. 

The main job we wanted to tackle was to finally properly lay the patio outside the back of the lounge. When we moved in the man selling the house had bought lots of block paving bricks to redo the hard standing for the cars. We had used most of them instead to create a patio on the left hand side of the garden, but we still had quite a number left over.  In removing the decaying decking we had discovered quite a bit of concrete under it, and although we had removed most of it and grassed over, there was still a substantial bit on the right hand side of the garden. We had taken out the built in cupboard in the conservatory to allow access into the garden (who makes a built in cupboard across a conservatory door?) and had temporally put the blocks on top of the concrete but this all needed properly laying. We were also short several bricks to cover the whole area, so it was a trip to travis-perkins to order some more.  
We took the opportunity to also stock up on our weekly groceries before taking ourselves off to the cinema to watch Johnny Depp's next Pirates of the Caribbean adventure which we thoroughly enjoyed.

Martin set to laying the bricks we did have while I spent the day in my craft room sewing up a storm and researching where we were going to go for our Finley and Beckett adventure the next day.

Finley had asked for another garden/picnic adventure and I had toyed with the idea of Hole Place until I discovered they had no picnic areas or facilities. At the last moment I opted for Riverhill Himalayan Gardens. It was a great choice. Lots for the boys to do and plenty of walking and exercise for the grown ups. Little in the way of formal gardens but a wonderful day out all the same.

First stop the maze.

Then some tree trunk climbing. You could go into the woods and make your own dens if you wanted too. The boys next choice was the play park though.

Laura did have to use her teacher voice at some particularly obnoxious boys who kept bloking the tunnel slide by climbing up from the bottom instead of using the ladder.

Of course the whole point of the exercise is the picnic. Finley decided he wanted to go 'up' for this, and although it was rather a steep bit of a walk it was worth the effort as the north downs suddenly blossomed out in front of us. 


Sorry not the best photo but I was too busy enjoying to snap. 
There was still plenty to fill our afternoon too. 
Wandering paths through the woods to explore, 

The hidden boat swing

The formal garden
 Complete with water feature

And a stick making craft activity which I think Laura got most out of since she made a hedgehog, and a stick..lady. 

As if our day had not been full enough, we had agreed to meet Wayne who had stayed home for a parcel delivery, and go out for a pub meal with the boys. Randomly Laura chose the Royal Oak at Nonington. The weather was still beautiful and so we sat in the huge garden while the boys climbed on the climbing frame and just generally had a brilliant time. The offical time for food was after 6 and since we had forgotten to check this, we turned up a full 2 hours too early! The landlord was fantastic though and agreed to cook ours a tad early as the boys were getting hungry. And tasty food it was too!

We had to stay in for the block paving bricks to be delivered, so we pootled about and once they did arrive Martin started to lay them.  We were pleasantly surprised when two little boys heads appeared round the garden gate. Before long more fun was being had by all, a lot of water followed by home made pizza teas.

Thursday, June 08, 2017

Chelsea - flowers and gardens and all that stuff.

This week has been a busy week. Martin has had a weeks holiday and we have been having lots of fun but at the same time working pretty hard on catching up with all the maintenance house type jobs. But we started the week with a treat I had been looking forward to for some pretty long years - a visit to the Chelsea flower show.

One of the main reasons I joined the RHS (alongside cheap or free entry into gardens) was to get tickets to the Chelsea Flower show. Wayne had bought his mum tickets many years ago for a birthday gift but she hadn't

wanted to go or had been ill or something so he very generously gifted them to us, and we had a brilliant day out. Since then I had been hankering to go back. Finally this was the year.
Sadly for me I chose the year that many gardens had withdrawn through lack of sponsorship but at the time of booking the tickets I wasn't to know that. We had tried to book for the Thursday but all RHS tickets (not public) were sold out so we settled for the Friday - yes as it turned out the hottest day of the year so far, but again I wasn't to know that either.

We packed a huge picnic and set out full of enthusiasm expecting to have another brilliant time. I have to point out that I don't do heat very well and was already flagging by the time we got to Sloan square. We had to walk from there as the local bus service had been suspended for the day. I was surprised that although there was a noticeable increase of police presence as we walked along, once there security (in view of recent events) was not that fierce. Martin was jokingly asked if our picnic knives were for our picnic but that was it.

Unlike the first time we had visited, the trade stalls were all over the place where as before they had been more confined to one trading street.  Alongside the fact of the reduced number of gardens and the increase in plot size for the traders, and the fact that many traders had decorated their trade stalls to look like gardens it became difficult to actually find the designed gardens.

 We wanted to buy this but didnt have enough cash, they didnt do credit card and neither did they do shipping. Plus we didnt want to carry it around all day. 

None of the eight show gardens inspired us in the least. There seemed to be a perchance for 'weeds' as they all tried to show us how to encourage green into grey Britain.  

On our previous trip and to garden shows and visits to RHS gardens, the viewing gardeners had been very polite but all we seemed to meet were rude and ill mannered impatient members of the public who pushed and shoved to get where they wanted with no thought for any one else. Poor Martin never got to the front to see even one of the gardens. Maybe it was the hot weather but this was not something I had encountered before and I found it very off putting. 

After only an hour we were ready for lunch but finding a shady spot was really hard. Every bit of dim lit space seemed to be taken. Finally we found a small spot behind one of the trading sheds, not a picturesque  place but as least cool.  

Back to the fray and I really wanted to see the much publicised Radio 2 gardens. These were at the other end of the show (well they would be wouldn't they?) and by the time we got to them we were very hot and sweaty.  They were a total disappointment. They had seemed huge on the TV but were not much bigger than the Artisan gardens (which were tiny). Not only that the gap to look into them was no bigger than the average 5 bar gate with 40 or so people trying to squeeze into the space to view them.  And to my mind they honestly were not worth viewing. I have seen better simply walking along our road - which is saying something as they are all old age pensioners who do not garden round near us! 

Mary Berry's edible garden.  I found it very messy and difficult to understand all the vegetables ripe at the same time. I grew up in a time when the whole of the back yard was usually given up to veggies and it always looked far neater and interesting than this.

The sound garden.An interesting concept, speakers under the water made different ripples in the tank depending on the frequency.  Trouble was I had expected sound in the garden. It was silent. I also think 'garden' was pushing it.

 This was the biggest disappointment.Sarah Raven's cut flower garden ... except where were the flowers?  Sarah was actually working in the garden when I got to the front, but came out to go off someplace. She was waylaid by some woman and although she was not actually rude to the lady praising her books, it was obvious she didn't want to stop and talk to the public. 

We took another drinks break. Opting for a half pint from the bar as all our picnic drinks had been warmed up in the 30 degree heat, we tried to find some shade and a seat at the band stand. On our previous visit we had been treated to a rag band and then a jazz band. This time it was an opera singer who was promising us 2 whole (boring) hours of opera and musical songs. She was very good but 
rather a narrow genre for such a big crowd?

 We had to sit in full sun too as there was no shady spots available. NB I did love her gown.

Our final stop was the Pavillion. I had been looking forward to this part best. Sadly it was so humid inside the tent that after only half an hour we had to make our way outside again. It would also seem that all the wonderful displays made from flowers were a thing of the past and it was straightforward tables of samples of flowers/plants lined up. 

Fed up by only 2 oclock we made our way home. I doubt we will be going again.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Start of the celebrations.

As part of starting to celebrate that both Martin and I will reach our 60th year this year, we went with all the family for a meal at the beautiful old pub in the woods, The Rose and Crown. 

Before the family arrived, and since Martin was still having his round of golf before joining us, Laura Wayne and I took the boys up into the woods for a bit of a walk first. They both had a fab time climbing hills covered in roots, shuffling along huge fallen tree trunks and even stepping up into the wide branches of an accommodating low slung tree.

Although the service in the pub was a tad slow the meal was very tasty and there was plenty of food. A great start to all to come.


We continued to celebrate Martin's birthday with an overnight stay in London. We chose the Kingsway Hall Hotel in Covent Garden and Kinky Boots from a deal on Groupon. 

Not having used Groupon before we were unsure of how or even if it would work but we had a great experience. We included train travel in the deal so we wouldn't have to worry about parking, our upward journey covered by the high speed rail due to engineering works. We arrived in good shape (even though we had forgotten to bring our Oyster cards) thanks to Laura giving us a ride to the station, and had soon covered the underground transfers and walk to our hotel. Situated between the Strand and Covent Garden the hotel was although a little tired, very comfortable and the staff very pleasant.

After dumping our luggage we decided to walk back to Covent Garden but found (as usual) little going on there and continued walking to the Adelphie theatre to find out where it was for later. As we were standing outside a political protest march organised by the trade unions passed us so we spent some time watching and waiting to be able to cross the road. A little unexpected show for us while we were there. 

We treated ourselves to a meal in TGI Friday (our fav. place to go when in London as we don't have one near us and got the taste when we were in Florida) before wandering over the river and checking out the London Eye as we had booked to have a ride on it the following day. We also  finally find where all the eating places are (in the past I had bemoaned the lack of restaurants around theatre-land). We had always headed to Leicester square and made our way to Covent Garden but it seems all the eateries are on the other side where we had never walked before. Now we know and will be having lots of gastronomic choices next time we are up. I was a bit disappointed that there didn't seem to be anything going on to celebrate May Day. I had thought the place would be full of morris men and may fairs but it may as well not have been a bank holiday. Oh well.

We had no idea what Kinky Boots was about having chosen a musical at random, but it was really good, some fantastic singing and we had a wonderful evening. 

After a Full English the next morning at the hotel, we followed up with a stroll through the sunshine, over Waterloo Bridge back to the London Eye. We walked along the river for a bit and had a drink in a pop up open theatre/bar. 

It was only when we joined the queue for the London Eye that Martin spotted we had booked the tickets for the previous day. I had bought them on the 2for1 railway deal online and had had trouble with the site timing out. At one time I had spotted it had changed our booking time but did not notice it had changed my chosen booking date!!! Martin, who had not been on the Eye before and was looking forward to it, decided we would stay in line and bluff our way on.  Surprisingly our tickets scanned, no one noticed the date and they didn't even check we had rail tickets to confirm the 2for1 deal. So Martin got his ride 

and really enjoyed the views. 

Our trip did not finish there though as we had decided to pop over to Camden Market for a look around there. The contrast between Camden (North London) and the West End was very noticeable and from quiet strolls along the river bank to the vibrant and colourful Camden High Street was an exciting shock to the system. I was fasinated by the decorated shops. 

The market was huge and like a rabbit warren, we aimlessly wandered up and down various alleyways, enjoying the sights, sounds and smells. Although we had hoped to find a watch for Martin we eventually only ended up buying a new hat for me! 

I reckon we walked around 8 miles in the two days so exhausted but having had a really good time, we returned home. More celebrations to come.

Sunday, April 02, 2017

Ice cream and other ramblings

I have just made a delicious batch of ice cream and stored it safely in the freezer. Is this a big deal? well yes. Back end of last year having done nearly a term of full time and four day weeks of work, I decided to treat myself to a new Kenwood chef mixer and then went a little mad buying all the add-on applications as well. One of these was the ice cream maker attachment, but lack of time, suitable ingredients and then later, inclination has left it all sitting gathering dust (although I had at least put the ice-cream bowl in the freezer).

Well no more. Today, as I browsed Morrison's for my weekly shopping, I had a sudden thought. Why not make some ice-cream rather than buy it? So I scurried back to buy some cream and some vanilla extract. It was brilliant. using this recipe which demands no eggs, and bunging all the ingredients in to mix, the ice-cream was finished by the time I had put all the groceries away. it was so amazingly easy and tastes fantastic. So many more flavours to come me thinks. 

Oh by the way, hello blog reader. i am finally back with my all new singing and dancing laptop so am wasting no time getting my bloggy back up and going (see  previous blog post.). I have been very busy installing all the replacement software and sorting out 10 years worth of photos. Sadly the new laptop refuses to talk to poor old cricut so still that problem to overcome but other than that this is one happy lady as this new monster is soooo  super duper fast and whizzy!

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Shock treatment

Shock treatment

A little shock treatment is sending me scurring back to ressurect my blog at long last. A ransom trojan crept in under my very good anti-virus software and locked up all my files. Now as a fairly tech savy person most of everything was backed up onto my external hard drive, but in a miserable turn of fate, that happened to be plugged into my laptop at the time of the attack as I was trying to organise the files on it to free up space for a bit more backing up, and many of the files on that were also zipped up into password protected files with no way to get them out again. LUCKILY most of what I deem important still seems to be there and all my more recent photos are backed up on the internet. 

Some stuff has been lost though so I thought using my blog as another fairly safe place to back up my important and precious memories would be a good idea. So here I am, back writing down my thoughts and recording my life events to bore the internet once again.

Wednesday, March 02, 2016

Not the best of starts.

So I went off to Hobbycraft to buy some paper to make a new mini album. Happy with my meagre purchases in there (they never have what I want but I always seem to come out with a few bargins) I trundled off to buy a spot of lunch in Greggs. However as I walked down the steps to get there I found myself completely missing the bottom step, sliding on my hands and landing heavily on my hip and knees (to say nothing of my poor boobs :( ). Two lovely ladies paused and asked if I was ok and of course I muttered yes and struggled to my feet so as not to look like a complete idiot, but I was rather sore and buised which put paid to the rest of my shopping expo.

Then first day back at work on Monday it would seem my blood pressure tablets reacted with the one mouthful I took to taste the smoothie I was making for my lunch and I was sent home in excruiciating pain where I was violently sick and spent the rest of the day in bed.

The week can only get better.

Actually it already has as my new strong hold cricut mat arrived in the post and I can not believe the quality of the cuts I have got from it. I hadn't tried out the super hold mats before and they really do seem, on first inspection to be much better than the medium hold ones. I know there are lots of tutorials on line to show how you can lengthen the life of your mats but I think sometimes we hang on to them for too long when really the cost of a new one is not that expensive. So I must remember that the quality of a new mat is well worth forking out a little bit of cash.

Friday, February 26, 2016

Oh Gosh, as I dust off the dust and open up the windows for an airing!!

I cant believe how long it is since I came visit this little place, and how sad I am that I got out of the habit of blogging and recording bits of my life. 
We have been in the bungalow nearly 3 years now and have finally renovated all the rooms and almost finished the garden. Obviously there are still bits we want to do, and bits that need to be done but in general they are snagging jobs or general maintenance so at long last I can finally start playing with bits of paper in my very own scrap room again.

Yes finally I have my craft room back.

Last week Martin was off and we took a day out to go hit up Ikea. I bought a set of Alex drawers so that I could get rid of the two very old bookcases full of boxes housing all my tools. 

I got a couple of Moppe chests and some more wooden magazine racks 

and then we bought a table top to play hack the Ikea furniture and turn my old expidit into a desk and get rid of my big dining room table that was taking up far too much of the space in the small bedroom. 

Finally a shelf to put all my stamps and embelishments and I have enough room to scrap and to sew.

At the moment I am working three days a week in a local school covering until they appoint a full time teacher, and looking after my youngest grandson Beckett for the other two days of the week. He is a totally different barrel of fish to Finley and is in to everything. Last week he went from refusing to letting go of the furniture or even making any attempt at steps, to walking across the whole room in one go, so now everything moves up another level out of his reach.