Time Out

Well, I'm back in the saddle (so to speak) for a few days and then I'm off again.

Had a great time last weekend with two of our grand-daughters, and all went well with the sleepover! Drove up to Stratford upon Avon last Sunday morning to stay until Friday, the main purpose being to meet youngest grand-daughter from school each day. It was her second week and she is doing part time only for three weeks. Last week it was mornings from 9 am to 12 noon. She looked so tiny in her uniform, even beside her classmates (she was 4 at the end of April). She has been used to going to nursery, now absolutely loves school and can't wait for next week (week 3) when she will be staying for school dinners!! After that she will be full time and we joke that she will probably be running the school by Christmas.

I drove home on Friday night in torrential rain, the journey took me about an hour longer than usual due to (a) flooded road in Stratford and (b) traffic jams near Bristol. I do not like motorway driving at the best of times so was glad to get back indoors.

And now I have a busy few days ahead preparing for my forthcoming trip to Australia on 17 September, accompanied by my 86 year old mother. This is my first post since last weekend and I may get one more in before I go. Have quite a long list of 'must do' jobs to get through. Not only do I have to sort out the home front but I will have to do quite a lot for mum to get her ready in time.

And when I 'blogged in' this morning I found an award awaiting me from Denise at http://anenglishgirlrambles.blogspot.com/

Thank you so much Denise, it was a lovely surprise and I really appreciate it.

See you next week

This afternoon we will be collecting our two grand-daughters who live locally, and they will be in our charge until mid-morning tomorrow. Ages 12 and 9, they are fun and good company. The plan is to take them to the cinema and then onto a local Indian restaurant for something to eat. Back at home it will be their choice of a game maybe or some TV. Their parents will have already stipulated bed-time and whenever we have sat for them of an evening the girls have, more or less, gone willingly at the appointed time. This evening will be a little different because it is the first time they have stayed over with us! We are looking forward to it - wish us luck!!

Tomorrow I shall be travelling up to stay with daughter in Stratford upon Avon, to help with the school run for the week, with youngest grand-daughter.

So I am signing off for a few days - see you next week. Take care.

A x

Who Could Resist?

Grey squirrels visit our garden, munching on sunflower seeds and scrumping the peanuts left out for the birds. However I discovered quite early on in our now 3 year relationship that they seem to prefer the peanuts unshelled. No problem, I can keep in a stock of those as well.

A few days ago I was in the kitchen, finishing off a batch of chutney, when I spotted a squirrel, sat bolt upright and staring directly towards me. I knew immediately what to do.



I collected a few peanuts, still in their shells, and opened the door to the garden. By this time the little fellow had come a lot closer to the house and was sat waiting for me. Speaking softly to him (assuming male) I gently threw a peanut forward. He ran to it and put it into his mouth and waited until I had thrown a second and took that as well. He tried for the third but never can manage that many so turned tail and sped off back down the garden to who knows where, presumably to stash the bounty in readiness for winter. I returned to the kitchen to carry on with my task and about 10 minutes later he was back and the whole procedure began again.



People say they are pests/rodents but I like to see them - who could resist such cheeky charm?

Birth Announcement

A telephone call from my son in Australia last night at around 11 pm brought the news that we have a new grandson. Matthew James was safely delivered and mother and baby are doing well. He weighed in at 7lb 4oz (3.05 kg), and has brown hair.

Son sounded very pleased and excited, telling me what a beautiful morning it was there.

Matthew was born at 10.33 pm (British time) on 1 September but in fact his birth time and date is 7.03 am, 2 September, being Australian time.

I telephoned this morning and spoke to each of the family, and heard new grandson making baby noises (not crying)! I am very thrilled and on 17 September will be travelling to meet the newest member of our family!

Baited Breath

Early on Saturday evening, around 6.30 pm, my DIL in Australia telephoned to say that she was experiencing the first niggles of labour!

OMG!

Great excitement!

She sounded hushed and breathless. "What time is it there now" I asked, unable to quickly do the maths necessary to work it out for myself, partly because the telephone ringing had woken me out of a snooze! They are 8 1/2 hours ahead of our time. "it's 3 am" she replied, "I couldn't sleep and I knew you would be awake". Bless her heart. We chatted for about 10 minutes and then she was going to try to get some more rest, so rang off promising to call as soon as she felt ready to go!

No call during the rest of the evening and at bedtime I put the telephone within easy reach, my glass of water beyond it, for when I had to hurriedly reach out to answer the call in the night. I woke at 6 am, got up and rang Australia. DIL answered the phone. Niggling pains had subsided and she had felt nothing for several hours. I would wait to hear. By the way, baby's due date is 4 September.

Later in the day, about 1.45 pm, the call came - DIL was now having fairly severe, evenly spaced pains, about 10 minutes apart and was preparing to go to the hospital. In Australia it was then 10.15 pm.

I will add here that my son and his wife already have 2 children, a boy and a girl. Fortunately DIL's parents are visiting, their visit being timed for this occasion in order to (a) help out and (b) to see their new grandchild as well as their daughter and the rest of her family, of course.

So once again a promise was given and we waited for the call.

It came at about 10.30 pm. DIL had gone into hospital, was admitted and put to bed and the pains subsided! She was kept in overnight but sent home around 6 am (their time). Baby is obviously not ready yet. And so we wait. We do know the sex of this new baby but I'm keeping it a secret for now!

I'll keep you posted!

PS. All this working out time differences would wear us out, as we also have a daughter in New Zealand, a different time zone again. So we keep 3 clocks on the kitchen wall!