History Lessons

We've had a really good weekend. The only downside is that G hasn't been here to enjoy it with us. He's been in London at the High Voltage rock festival with his brother indulging in copious amounts of cider and loud music.



As you may well remember I'm never one to pass up on a free walking trail and yesterday as part of the city's Hidden Treasure's weekend they were offering a Treasure Trail for children. This turned out to basically be a walk around some of the Walls, which we did just a short time ago with Diane and Clare on our bloggy meet-up,






but on return and full completion of the trail the children were given a bag of goodies. S was very taken with the bright orange water bottle.

Here she is hard at work writing down one of the answers. We had to count the number of steps on one particular section and I let them do it a few times before letting them in on the fact that it was written on the information board at the bottom. But it was good exercise anyway!

I told them I was going to caption this photo as 'T and S on the loo', much to their disgust. This part of the old walls was actually the toilet which was 'flushed' when the tide came in.

This walkway has seen a lot of activity through the centuries. Here's G's mum walking through it into the town, but marching the other way Henry V led his troops to do battle in Agincourt and it was also from this spot that the Pilgrim father's left on the Mayflower.

Down near the docks we were able to walk along the top of the walls where soldiers would have once kept watch and had a good view of one of the very much larger (and friendlier) sea going vessels which visit our city these days.

Once the prizes were claimed we headed to Hoglands park for a well earned picnic and a sit down before escorting Grandma back to her bus stop for the journey home to Salisbury.

And so to today.

Another day, another city centre park.

This time our choice of place to picnic was Queen's Park. The reason being the city was holding an information gathering event with added entertainment in the form of 'Horrid History' being played out.

The park actually belongs to Queen's College and is leased to the council who maintain it. They are looking to redevlop the site and make it more user friendly and wanted input from the public as to what we would like to see there.

It was such a shame this string quartet were sat a little way away from where the main action was taking place, they played beautifully but couldn't really be fully enjoyed.

Whilst we were sat eating the chap seen here on the left with the bucket came over and introduced himself to us. He told us he was our local nightsoil man. S didn't have a clue what he meant until he clarified his employment as the man who takes away 'your poo, your chocolate logs, your excrement, whatever you might like to call it!' Cue loud 'yuck' noises from us all! He told us that the food we were eating looked like it was good quality and that 'the people who lives round here eat good quality too you know.' He then put his finger in the bucket and pulled out something very brown and lumpy looking which he proceeded to sniff and then lick off! Cue even louder yuck noises and lots of giggles.

We were then visited by this dashing man in green who told us that a show was about to start so

we trundled over and watched these 4 girls perform a skit to music which was really funny. The tallest one appeared to be a very stern cook and the others her kitchenmaids. There was lots of flour throwing and one of them ended up face down in a plate of whipped cream.

It was then over to a Victorain melodrama where extra cast members were plucked from the audience and T was chosen to play the part of the wicked Squire. We had to boo and hiss him each time he did something nasty. Although he wasn't overjoyed at being chosen he did all that was asked of him and really entered into the spirit of it.

Next was a WW2 playlet, but I couldn't see this as S needed a wee and by the time we returned it was just coming to an end.

The final performance was set in Tudor times with a fabulous looking Henry V111.

Before he came out to dine with us at the banquet his Queen chose children from the audience to act as dancers, musicians and artists. S was chosen, but wasn't at all keen, she tried to hide behind me.

T was also chosen again, along with me, to be presented to the King as Lord and Lady something-or-another. Can't remember the name as we were laughing too much and making sure we performed our bow and curtesy correctly so as not to get displease His Royal Highness!

Birthday girl

It was my birthday yesterday (patch courtesy of my sister) and what a lovely day it was too.
Breakfast in bed followed by cards and pressies from my family and friends. A trip to Gunwharf Quay for a spot of mooching in the CK outlet shop and lunch with G. Home again for cake, visits from friends bearing gifts and then finally more cake when my mum and sister popped round with yet more gifts. I shall photograph other gifts to share another day but I wanted to show what G had bought for me.

Last month whilst visiting a local museum I was looking through a bunch of old Ladybird books and saying how much I loved the illustrations, especially in the Going to School one which I used on my last blog post.
Well G bought a copy, which was in a very state of disrepair as it's spine was broken and the pages were falling out, for 1p on Amazon. He then searched the shops high and low for suitable frames and this is what he made.

To say I was thrilled would be an understatement!

He wasn't sure which pictures I would prefer to use so nothing has been permanently put in place and we may have pictures in all of the aperatures rather than some with text, we need to have a play around with them to decide.

G said he was so relieved I liked them as he wasn't completely sure on the idea.

But I do love them ever so much (as I love him too) and they are going to look fabulous in our newly decorated dining room.

School Uniform

During June as July as the summer term winds to a close some of the shops start to put up advertising for 'Back to School' items such as pencils cases, lunch boxes and uniform. I remember this happening when I was at school and getting very indignant because the school summer break hadn't even started and already we were being encouraged to think about September!

Each year I have taken the children out during the 6 weeks to kit them out with new clothes. The school colour for jumpers and cardigians for their junior and infant school is burgundy. It's the most difficult colour to buy for. Lots of choice in red, green and blue, but burgundy is hard to come by.

So whilst I was scouring the shops in early June for a suitable waterproof jacket for T to take on his school trip I found myself, in desperation, in Tesco and lo and behold there with the school uniform were acres of burgundy tops.

I am now feeling just the tiniest pleased with myself to have got most of S's uniform sorted for her IN ADVANCE of the summer break.

I just love a pretty pinafore and I got these for £1.00 each in a CS. They are originally from BHS and look like they have hardly been worn.

Now I only have the polo tops and the new shoes to buy.

And of course the PE kit, to avoid a pants and vest scene like this for S!

Dream Come True

Last year when we bought our little green sofa for the dining room, from a second hand furniture shop, we also bought a small pine dresser. I have lusted after a dresser for many years. It seemed too good to be true when we found this slimline one as it has the perfect dimensions for slotting nicely into one of the alcoves. It has been awaiting it's transformation for nearly a year now and although I still have the feet to complete, its so near completion, but I just I can't not blog about it, I'm so completely thrilled with the end result.

I thought I had a photo of it pre-op as it were but can only find this side shot. It was quite a shiny pine and it had glass doors.



This is how it looks now!!!!
It's blue and the doors have gone to be replaced with open shelving, courtesy of my very clever and wonderful husband who very patiently made my dresser dream come true.

I had so much fun unpacking my china and tins, placing them here and there and try to decide where each piece should live.

Here are the top 3 shelves

and then the bottom one.

This is a closer look at the top two.
My Haddon Hall coffee pot, Poole pottery jug and cherished Emma Bridgewater

and here's the next two shelves again.

My dad gave me the pink flower bread and butter plate with matching tea plates so they are extra special.

I think I'm going to need to put a few cup hooks up along the edges of the shelves so I can hang up the cups and jugs, I'm running out of room already!

Triumph

For her birthday last year we gave S a bicycle.
She was initially very excited and enjoyed whizzing around on it and then over time it developed a problem with the stabilisers which led to a balance issue and the inevitable falling off.
So S has been bike less for a while. We had been keeping our eyes peeled for a replacement and last weekend G spotted one for sale at a local animal charity's fundraising day.
As you can see S is very pleased. with it.

Unfortunately I didn't have the camera with me whilst we were out last weekend so I couldn't record her first ride without stabilisers. On the way back to the car G asked her if she wanted to give it a try, she got on and was away. Simple as that. We were amazed!

Yesterday, after buying a bike rack from a work colleague of G's, we loaded up it up and went off to the park.

And here is S whizzing around loving her new bike. You can't really see the cheeky little grin she has on her face, but she was looking very pleased with herself! It was lovely to watch.

And here are my 2 men in green looking very sporty on their bikes too.

What a Shot!

Here is G enjoying the fun on offer at a local church summer fete yesterday afternoon.


And the person who threw the sponge which was just about to land (not for the first time) smack on target ?
Why it was T of course!

Why if it's 7th July

did I need to wear my, £1.00 from charity shop, ankle length red wellies when I took S to school this morning




and not my pretty pink, £1.50 from charity shop, Dr Scholl's summer sandals?