Friday 20th May
Amy and I to Waitrose after work to buy essentials for D of E expedition which included Dry Shampoo ( Is this really necessary when only away for one night? I think not.), large quantity of TUC biscuits, jelly babies and a cucumber. Realised at checkout that debit card missing from wallet. Mild panic. Paid for weird shopping with credit card, collected Tom and friends and headed to train station where remembered had made last purchase with card 24 hours previously. Relieved and happy to discover they had found my card, short lived when told that they had shredded it. Tempted to say ‘Oh bloody great, thank you very much’.
Amy packing for D of E expedition. Planning to take Rob’s 60 litre rucksack. Rob tentatively suggested smaller rucksack might be better but Amy fiercely adamant that there was no way it would hold all her stuff.
Rob, Hector and I decide to decamp to pub which would normally be relaxing but this time full of shouting toddlers. Return home after one drink.
On arriving home Tom complains of bright red and sore arm caused by Amy attempting to wax it. Asked why he allowed her to do this. He said ’allow’ wasn’t really the term he would choose as she had run into the study where he was playing CoD with Sam and Hugh and slapped hot wax strip on his arm. Wax not hot enough so no hairs lost but neither would it come off so had to be removed with washing up scrubby- sponge. Promise will speak to Amy.
Rucksack decision finalised when Rob gets 60 litre version out of attic and Amy unable to lift it even when empty.
Entertained during dinner by Tom’s friend Hugh showing us how to snap bananas.
Saturday 21st May
Sassy, Izzy and Naomi arrive to be taken by me to Marlborough Downs. Enormous rucksacks. Struggle lifting Sassy’s into boot of car. Izzy says ‘Oh my god did anyone pack any lip gloss?’ I say nothing. In car Izzy says ‘Look I brought my special birdy hair clip’. I remain silent. Girls sing extremely loudly all the way. Drop them off feeling deafened and apprehensive. At least weather sunny.
Go for lovely sunny walk with Rob, Tom and Hector round village and through water meadow. Step in very sloppy cow pat. Spend time talking to herd of young cows who are fascinated by Hector. Hector less keen and slinks off. Cows allow us to stroke their heads and try to lick us. Tom very taken by them and hard to drag him away.
Sunday 22nd May
Return of the trekker. Tired, dirty, wearing the same clothes she set off in yesterday and apparently having eaten nothing but custard creams for 36 hours. Izzy lost the special birdy clip.
Hoping for nice family evening all together but Tom refusing to come downstairs as Amy watching dreadful old film in sitting room starring ‘El Flopso’, which is Tom speak for Hugh Grant.
Spoke to Julia. Charlie still working in Tunisia and having party suit made out of stripy red fabric. Think is time he came home.
Monday 23rd May
Ensuite smelly again. Noooooooooo!
Rob and I notice in evening that strawberries in back garden are being eaten by something. Can’t imagine slugs are culprits. Wonder if is cat but not sure if cats eat fruit.
Tuesday 24th May
Tom spots rabbit crossing front garden as leave for school/ work. Think probably is strawberry thief. Cat exonerated. Tom asks for permission to shoot rabbit with air rifle.
Children starving after school. Hurriedly prepare dinner of bangers and mash. Wonder why potatoes making squeaking sound and taking ages to boil. Realise belatedly have forgotten to put water in pan. Cut charred bits off potatoes and use clean, non-blackened pan. Hope gravy will disguise burny taste .Seems to work as children do not comment and clear plates. Phew!
Wednesday 25th May 11
Throughout day keep receiving odd web links from Rob who is either bored or losing plot. First was an article about skydiving dogs. (They do jumps with their special forces handlers.) Apparently dogs don’t mind jumping out of planes as they lack awareness of the distance to earth. They are more concerned by the engine noise. Interesting.
Next I receive link to information about Alfa Romeo Brera. Think Rob might be fancying new car. Brera looks to me exactly like Alfa Romeo we already have but am sure there must be subtle differences I am missing.
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