OK, sorry, it's too early for my Bob Marley-ness but I really do love lambing. It's the time of year that fills me with joy. Possibly because I was pregnant with the Princess in the spring of 2003 and I remember how I felt, it all felt new, there was new life, I felt sick as a dog (not so good). But I couldn't go lambing when pregnant. No siree.
Last weekend we found a sweet farm on the South Downs and spent Saturday afternoon....well. cuddling lambs really.
|Just don't think of mint sauce|
|Looking a bit sheepish there (sorry...)|
|"baa-ger off and leave me in peace"|
|Wool you come here for a snuggle please (sorry again)|
|Ewe can lean on me ( oh dear)|
|I keep bleating, just keep bleating love (I'll get me coat)|
|Tractor ride to see the tiny newborn lambs|
Now on the cherry tree front, I realise I have forgotten to introduce you to Theresa. She was a sad and sorry character we spotted on the shelf of the Link Romania shop when we first moved here. She was £1 and she was naked. We noticed her, but we didn't buy her.
|My dad thinks she looks like Rebekah Brooks...he has a point|
I was urged to buy her. Someone in my family wanted her very much indeed. So I caved in (sucker) and handed over a pound coin for some naked saggy doll who looks like a cross between a Cabbage Patch Kid and a Troll.
But she quickly became part of our family. She now wears this most of the time and is much happier in our cosy home.
And guess who wanted her more than anything? Yes he loves his trains and his diggers and his Lego, but he WANTED Theresa and he named her.
|Please smile for the camera with Theresa...|
|I will give you an Easter egg if you do...|
We had a gorgeous Sunday spent at home. We are digging out space for a vegetable patch and the husband and I felt like Tom and Barbara from The Good Life. Which is kind of ironic as the whole world tells me I look like Margo.
Early evening arrived and the husband bathed the kids while I went on a 45 minute walk. I simply had to see the sea and the sun set. It is so peaceful being on the beach at that time, hearing nothing but the gentle lapping of waves.
And yesterday morning after the school run, I walked again to see the pier. Everything sparkles on days like this and I feel blessed to be part of it.
But not today. Today is bloody awful. There seems very little to do today which is driving me and the Prince mad. Normally on a Tuesday we go to Jo Jingles, down by the sea, but there is no parking and I decided not to faff around getting wet. So we are stuck indoors. The Prince is watching Ratatouille on DVD and building Lego houses and I am blogging and doing some work and trying to ignore all the chores that need doing.
I HATE rainy days with a passion. But there is something rather nice about cosying up indoors, however let me tell you I am DREADING the school run this afternoon.........we have no rain cover for the pushchair and the husband will have the car for work today. And it's a 20 minute walk (with a possible long wait at the level crossing).Gulp!