Thursday, 2 July 2015

Transfer Day

Just words today. 
It's just something I wanted to record which S has written.
Yesterday was transfer day at school. The day where children spend time in their new year group, with their new teacher, in their new classroom.
S was very excited when she trotted off to school in the morning.
Thankfully she was just as excited when she came home again, brimful of things she wanted to tell me about the day.
One of the tasks they were set was to write about themselves and feelings they had, good and not so good, and liken them to animals.
I really liked what S wrote and her reasoning behind some of the choices.

There is a confident dolphin inside me who is always happy and cheerful.
S said she chose a dolphin as they look like they are smiling and the clicking noises they make sounds like they are having a happy conversation.

There is a working hard tiger inside me who is always cool and fantastic.
Well there is no arguing with her reasoning that a tiger is a cool animal. I also wondered if she felt they were cool because we have always called Tony (and he'll hate me for this) Tony Tiger after the Frosties character and she adores her brother.

There is a tidy hippo inside me who is always helpful and clean.
When the recycling bin is close to overflowing it's S we call upon to climb into the bin and stamp it down for us. She loves doing this, always has done. She decided that a hippo was the right animal as once a hippo sits on something it's got to be tidier as it's going to be so much smaller!

Wednesday, 1 July 2015

Dear Diary


I've finally cracked it.
Looking at my new diary it is ludicrously simple and I wonder why it took me so long to get there.

I've tried many different sorts of diary over the years and none of them really worked.
I like the page a day format, but with the notebook size diary I prefer, when it comes to the weekend Saturday and Sunday have to share a page.
This is no good.
I like to keep a note of different events going on at weekends which we may want to go to and once these get jotted down along with all the other day to day things I want to record there just wasn't enough room.

I really do try to be organised, I have to write stuff down or else it gets forgotten.
I am a list maker, always have been, always will be.
Trouble is I ended up with lists for different things in different notepads and so my handbag was always weighed down with far more assorted stationery than was sensible.

No more is that the case.
I have one notepad in my handbag which contains everything I need.
EVERYTHING.
It has meant I need to write out the whole year myself but doing a little at a time is no big deal and now it's complete I have a diary which looks how I want it to look and will work for me.

The date on each page is written in ordinary black biro and each different catergory has been given it's own colour. This way each sections stands out when I refer to the pages. 
Under the date I have a line for our evening meal. I meal plan on a weekly basis and so once that job is done I just write them in.
The space underneath is for events happening we may want to go to, dentist/medical appointments, activities at the children's schools we need to be aware of, dates for meeting up with friends, all that kind of thing.
Next is Home week 1,2,3, or 4. Since getting my act together on the home front with the help of Brocante Home I have divided certain tedious jobs over a 4 week period and do them on a rota basis. Some may think this is ridiculous, but I NEED a routine to keep a reasonably clean and tidy home for my own sanity.
Next comes Shopping. This covers anything which needs to be bought. It could be food, toiletries, school shoes or pillowcases. Anything.
Then comes the To Do section. This is for phone calls which need to be made, bills which need to be paid etc.

I use the space at the very top of the page to record  birthdays or any such occasions which require a card.
The very bottom of the page is used to record what day it is from www.daysoftheyear.com. If I think I can incorporate the day into our lives somehow whether it's a weekend craft as in ballet day or an excuse for a picnic midweek then I do try to do it. It all helps towards making the best of every day.

It's all so basic and took no time at all once I sat down with pen and paper and clarified exactly what it was I needed and wanted to remember.
I'm so glad to have got there in the end.

Monday, 29 June 2015

Bargain Buys

No days out for us this weekend, so no photos to share of places we've visited. 
Well when I say no days out, not for me, G and S anyway.
T went to London with a friend for the Gay Pride event and had a brilliant time.
S ended up spending the afternoon round at her friend L's, messing about and cooling off in their paddling pool.
G and I spent the afternoon in the garden. 
Initially tackling the many jobs which need doing and then doing nothing more strenuous than reading.
However before we knuckled down to the garden jobs we headed out to a sale being held to raise funds for the child bereavement charity Simon Says.
We came away with a real assortment of purchases, G bought a couple of Pink Floyd CD's, S found a couple of tops she liked and although I didn't buy anything for myself I picked up a few items towards my sister's birthday present including this plastic heart shaped basket for 10p.



G didn't fancy going to the car boot on Sunday morning so I arranged to go with my mum and sister. They talked me into buying this top for £1.00. Not really sure why I initially resisted buying it as it's just my kind of thing.



My favourite buy was this scarf, again for £1.00. 


Another purchase for my sister. She saw it and liked it and so I bought it. It was 50p. It's now been packed away until much later in the year.


Today is a day all bloggers should celebrate, it's camera day. Where would we be without them.

Wednesday, 24 June 2015

Fairy Day


Sprinkling some fairy dust your way for Fairy Day.

Monday, 22 June 2015

A Castle and some Chocolate

What a lovely weekend we've just had.
We took a little trip out on both Saturday and Sunday.
No prizes for guessing we took the train each day. 
Our destination on Saturday was Portchester for it's annual gala.
The event is held in the grounds of the castle which can clearly be seen from the train station.


Portchester is just a couple of stops up the railway line from our recent day out destination of Fratton so I thought it only right I should wear one of my purchases, a floaty summer skirt.


As mostly happens on our days out, our first mission was to buy some odds and ends to make a picnic lunch. I tend to take cups, plates and cutlery and some spread to butter sandwiches with and then we buy what we need when we are out. This way we aren't carrying lots of extra weight with us.
The little shopping precinct was busy with shoppers although it has to be said is one of the most unattractive we've been to. 

The road leading up to the castle was jam packed full of the prettiest houses and cottages




and a few of the owners had entered into the festivities of the day by decking out their homes with bunting and flags







As always there were the extra little things which caught my eye and captured my imagination....

a round window above a front door


the name of this cottage


the classic combination of red, white and blue. And if you have to have the yellow parking sign outside your home why not include a dash of yellow in your planting in an attempt to make it blend in a bit more.


the prettiest little patch of cottage garden with picket fencing, a brick wall and a wonderful lantern, all against the backdrop of a white washed wall.



Door knockers. Love the one on the left the most.


Once we were at the castle we found a spot to eat lunch and then went over to the arena where a local bagpipe band were playing.



Just like our last couple of outings with S she had again bought along a friend and the pair of them sat down to watch a Punch and Judy show. All I could think about was the recent book I had read at book club, Rivers of London, where the murderer was able to change his appearance so he looked like Mr Punch. It was a good read and enjoyed by all the group as far as I can remember.


The next event in the arena was a group of belly dancing ladies. They all looked so happy as they danced and they were so graceful, it was a delight to watch.


Portchester has couple of walks I am interested in doing but these will have to wait for our next visit. Further exploration of the castle will also need be done then too. T and I went there about 10 years ago with my aunt and two of her daughters and they had lots of fun that day.
Some days you can do more with the children and some days you have to settle for doing less and Saturday was definitely a doing less day.




Sunday was Father's Day. 
G said he didn't want any fuss made, no presents bought. 
I knew the children wanted to get him something though and when I saw this idea on Pinterest I hoped it would be a good compromise.
We used an old roll of wallpaper to write on, T and S taking turns to write alternate sentences.
G was thrilled with it.




I had been to the church in the morning and left some flowers for my dad,  I had a little chat with him and told him how much I missed him.

It wasn't until midday we set out on our trip for Sunday. We were off to Salisbury.
A short walk from the station is Queen Elizabeth gardens and here we were meeting G's mum and sister.


The parks are set in a very picturesque location and of course they give a fantastic view of the Cathedral


but it wasn't the view we were going for, it was the free entertainment. On 5 Sundays in the summer the council have organised music in the park concerts and the first was courtesy of Casa de Samba. The park was packed with people and the group made sure everyone was put into a party mood with their upbeat music.


This summer Salisbury is holding an art trail and to coincide with the Magna Carta celebrations barons are the theme.
There were a couple in the park but, for now,  I only took a photo of this Hello Kitty one.
I had already found out about this a few weeks ago and had noted it down as a day out possibility for the summer holidays.
G's sister is going to be in Salisbury at some point over the school break and suggested we come and do the trail whilst she is there then we can all do it together. 


A good excuse for yet another picnic in the park I reckon.

Friday, 19 June 2015

Garfield

I've never really understood the appeal of Garfield the cat.
Back in the 1980s I worked in a gift shop and we sold hundreds of stuffed cuddly toy Garfields.
Garfield in all manner of different outfits and the ones you stick on your car window were very popular too.
I'm sure there must be many fans out there today who would like to know today is Garfield the cat day.
He's got one fan in our household, here she is sporting some pretty funky Garfield socks.


Garfield came to S's attention through the world of movies, she now has all 3 (how did they manage 3?!) of them on DVD.


Yesterday I decided to give walking to and from work a go. My shift on a Thursday is 8-2 and so fits in much more easily with the idea of walking. 
I reckoned it would take me an hour to get to work and I wasn't far off, it took 65 minutes. This included a quick stop when a friend drew up alongside me for a brief chat. She thought I had a problem with my car and stopped to offer me a lift.
Walking home was a bit more challenging. It was very warm yesterday afternoon and about a third of the way into my journey I had to stop and, as surreptitiously as possible, remove my tights to help cool me down, laddering them in the process.
Nice.
Going home involves going uphill.
One of the hills is Garfield Road. 
Just as I was approaching this part I heard a voice behind me shouting out 'excuse me, excuse me.' I looked round to see a young lad walking towards me with something in black in his hand. 
Somehow my sweaty tights had fallen out of my bag, he had been in a shop across the road and noticed, then crossed the road to rescue them and return them to me. I thanked him and scurried off feeling more than a little embarrassed.


Thursday, 18 June 2015

Mid week picnic

I love a picnic.
My love of a picnic is well known by my family.
I remember S woke up one morning during the school holidays a few years ago and asked excitedly 'mum where are we going to go and have our picnic today?'
It's what the summer is all about isn't it.
Mind you a picnic in the spring and autumn can be lovely too if you pick the right kind of day.
So when I saw today was International picnic day it provided me with the perfect reason for a mid week picnic outing.
We spent a lovely couple of hours up at the Common this evening making the most of the sun.
What a fabulous way to round off the day.