Showing posts with label Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. Show all posts

Sunday, 25 September 2011

Heaven and hell

A mixed bag as standard with this blog.

I could gloss over all the dreary/annoying/boring/negative/bad bits but then this is a blog for me, written by me, and I would know about the gloss-over and it would ruin it. Does that make sense?

Nice bits since my last blog are as follows:

I had a lovely afternoon chez moi with my friend Gabi after school on Wednesday.

Noticed all the cake gone before I could take a pic!


 The children played pretty well together (there are usually far more fall outs) and suddenly it was nearly 7pm and we were still drinking tea. She is one of my most grounding friends and I love her for the fact she is so giving. For a mutual friend's 40th, Gabi gave her "Food for a family in Bangladesh" rather than some material possession. She only told me what she'd done because I asked her. She is top notch and extremely thoughtful. And she is a GP so I often bombard her with health issues that I have! Poor thing must get exhausted, but STILL she comes back for more!

I've been playing a lot with the Prince in the garden now that the Princess is back to school - I treasure these days with him, he is such a good boy its unnerving at times.



Excuse his face in this one. Like a weird Oompa Loompa!



More crumbles to be made 

 Then I bought this lush French Connection denim skirt from Oxfam for £4.99




I decided to return next week as saw more things I wanted but it was packed and the pushchair wouldn't allow it - things that are meant to be mine will still be there....that's my belief anyway!

I sent the husband out to buy some groceries and asked him to buy me a Jif lemon (because I always squirt some in my mug of boiling water whenever I run out of fresh lemons). He came back with this from Lidl, I kid you not.

He even asked if it was the right thing.....(sigh)


Speaking of Lidl, I succumbed to all the hype about its Suddenly Madame Glamour perfume. It swept the perfume awards for smelling like Chanel and apparently Chanel ain't happy. I am not surprised as it's £3.99 a bottle for eau de parfum and is gorgeous.

As you can see, I rather like it, despite the cheesy name.





A lot.



Today we went to Turville, the village where the Vicar of Dibley was filmed, and the village that is home to the windmill featured in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (one of my fave films).

I want to live in Windmill Cottage on the left

The kids are windmill obsessed and it was a gorgeous autumn day for a picnic and a walk. It was heavenly, sitting high on a hill, watching Autumn sprinkle gold on to the tops of trees.







Golden and heavenly (the view, not my boy)

Thinking no one was looking

Eating too many pies, needing a hair cut badly


We went into the church featured in Vicar of Dibley which is a stunning little church.





Love it! Just like in that episode!!!


 Then the Princess brought a tear to my eye when she lit a candle for her great grandparents:


The one at the front is for Nan and Bamps
 I also Skyped my brother Rob who lives in Chicago, he lives in an apartment with the coolest views and I can't wait to go over next year, although going without kids, which will be weird. Have NEVER been far from them and hope I will be able to unwind and enjoy it with the husband.


So all in all, very nice times.

(oh yeah, the bad/sad things...... I found myself shedding tears behind my sunglasses as really missing my grandparents today and told the husband it was the wind making my eyes water, the Princess trod mud in my hair today while I was sunbathing by the windmill and we fell out. She then ran down the steep hill and tripped and fell, resulting in a very grazed torso. I have been laid up since Wednesday with sinusitis and felt sick and dizzy with it which has been dreadful, although on the mend now. Oh and the house is a tip and I don't know where to start cleaning, I am behind with billions of things, Chester the cat has disowned us, something I've eaten has left me hugely bloated and there is no chocolate in the house). 


The last bit bothers me far more than the rest.