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[I'm becoming horribly aware how much this blog is becoming just a summary of my weekends. I shall try to rectify this in future. Until then ...] It was a mixed weekend. I worked Saturday (first time in 15 years – surely they deserve a day by now) then felt like crap on Sunday (cold mostly). [...] Things have been very quiet. They were also very hot and humid until yesterday’s rain storms. So I’ve not been doing much except for a lot of lounging around learning tunes for Bluegrass sessions (watch this space). The only time I’ve really been out was when we took Yoda to Lammas Land playground for a run [...] Happy Anniversary L xxx We were married on the hottest day of the year 8 years ago. Today it is chilly and grey. Hey ho. Off out tonight for some nosh at Jamie Oliver’s bistro. If we can get a table. Either that or Maccy-Ds. Avec des cathédrales pour uniques montagnes “Well, did we have a lovely time [...] We had my brother Dick down at the weekend. A jolly time had by all, mostly Yoda who was spoiled rotten. A trip to Wimpole Hall Farm went down very well. Huge pigs to look at, Highland Coos and all the tractors two little eyes could take in. All this plus a fantastic combine harvester [...] I pulled the little bag from behind my pillow and gave it to him. “What is it daddy?” “A present!” Yoda loves presents and his eyes lit up as he bounced on the bed. He has gone to sleep on time for 3 nights in a row and woken up dry – except perhaps for the tangy pong of [...] We had a work’s outing last night to a scout camp site near Byron’s Pool. I’ve lived in Wheeliebinland since 1993 and I’ve never heard of Byron’s Pool before. In short it is literally a pool in The River Granta where Byron swam. There you have it. A posh spit from Grantchester Orchard Tearooms and [...] On Saturday morning Yoda yelled up the stairs “Wot ya doin’ Daddy?” There had been a tremendous clattering as I removed the bars from his cot. A sign that he’s getting bigger and more responsible. After much discussion we had decided the best thing was to make the adjustments switch to locking the front door at [...] Once again another excellent and full weekend which may bore you if I go into too much detail. Just to say that L was due to come to my final mandolin gig on Friday evening with The Olds babysitting Yoda. But in the end they all came. Yoda looked over peoples heads from the back [...] “Twactors!” His eyes oggled. “Diesel!” A number of farm vehicles rumbled by with various unrestrained small children waving from the back. Flapping paper signs declared their allegiance to a particular nursery or primary school. Meanwhile brass bands bashed through the village high street with a clear lack of majorettes. This was The Wheeliebinfen Feast Parade. The mandolin gig [...] |
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