Luckily Moo enjoys being outside, this came to the fore this morning as the log man has made his delivery and at that precise moment Beloved announced he had to go into town!! as the weather is due to deteriorate overnight Moo & I took control and set to work
Although it was grey and damp each time I walked past my grotesque ~ obviously bought because of the similarities to the late K9 did I chuckle to myself
Just before the 2nd log bag was emptied I could tell Moo was beginning to feel weary, I suggested he went indoors and get his toy cars out as I would only be another 15 mins or so, my it was nice to see my little log store stocked up
When I went back indoors there was a trail of mud from Moo’s wellies (not totally unexpected) so I set about with the hoover, then I happened to glance out of the kitchen window ~ only to see a dog walker staring intently at the cottage, hand on hip ….what on earth could be wrong with her ??? on entering the lounge I found out
I’m hoping she can see the funny side and there isn’t an arrest imminent, obviously if there is I’ve never seen Moo before in my life LOL
I hold my hand up I’m not a follower of fashion ~ unless you count that time in the 70’s at the age of 10 when I had a pair of hot pants
Anyhoo I seem to have worn a work appropriate uniform virtually all my adult life alternated with dog walking attire or home renovating / gardening ensemble on my days off. Now I’m in the position of being office based and required to wear smart / casual work-wear, so I won’t be wearing jeans or full evening dress but something ‘neat, professional yet still informal’ simple ….. NOT, so just where does a lady of a certain age who doesn’t want to be ‘Mutton dressed as Lamb’ begin ?? I’m going to be me, I’m going to be original, I’m opting for something distinctive, something that is of an era you might say. I’m going vintage, I’ve bought this little number
Then yesterday I found a 50+ year old Harris Tweed suit
As Beloved as pointed out, on my break I can sit in the lounge with the residents, where new members of staff will probability think I’m on respite care and fetch me cups of tea and ask what I’d like for lunch BONUS 🙂
Still on our Not Summer round ups I’m afraid ~ I really should have posted as & when they happened, anyhoo onward & upward, enough of the 1940’s festivals ~ now for something a little closer to home, on the days we spent dodging the showers and managed to get out in the garden Moo divided his time between being up our tree,
Although Moo & I don’t spend much time watching TV his one indulgence is ‘Time Team’ an archaeological program where they find as much history in 3 day dig as possible … I know strange viewing for a child but very much encourage by Grandpa & I, so no doubt you can guess at Moo’s second favourite occupation ~ holes have appeared at random places all over the garden …. K9 thinks this is the BEST thing ever and I can’t prove it but I’m sure he’s been aided and abetted by a certain child !!
While I popped indoors to make the obligatory cup of tea while trying to encourage digging only in ‘suitable’ areas I heard a rather joyous shout from Moo ~ “Quick Grandma K9 has found a most important clue”
We have amasses a whole host of lost treasure from test pits (see I even know the correct terminology)
Moo is now convinced that our cottage stands on a VERY important archaeological site and is off to conducting a full scale dig ~ while he organises the delivery of a digger and crew I’m off to do battle with K9 to retrieve the ‘thingy’ he found and see if I can unearth just where he found it ……wish me luck
In good ‘ole Blighty there hasn’t been much of a summer, rain most days, not overly warm and yet Moo & I have been having a riot while his daddy has been doing his month long elective placement at a Tanzanian hospital. According to the gospel of Moo one of the highlights has been our ‘War Weekends’ firstly I’ll give you the edited highlights of Woodhall Spa’s 40’s festival
At this festival weekend it’s positively encouraged that all visitors ~ should they so wish, dress the part and most of the 50,000 folks who went took up the challenge, Beloved Moo & myself included.
Hercule tried to excel the virtues of Agatha Christie’s Belgian sleuth upon Moo ~ who promptly ~ yet I have to say politely, pointed out the errors of his ways as Grandma prefers Miss Marple, I have to say I never realised Moo took that much notice of my detective viewing habits or indeed that he knew who Poirot or Marple were …I stand corrected 🙂
First of all I take my hat off to anyone whose household includes a child ~ you all deserve a medal .. goodness I’d forgot what to expect when Moo became a more permanent fixture in my life ..time goes right out of the window even being super organised my day is 5 hrs shorter than anyone else’s !!
This afternoon I have to call into school as he has lost his shoes …yes you have read that right HE HAS LOST HIS SHOES how does a child even do that ????
Un be known to me Moo has taken it upon himself to train me as ….
The good news is I have a story read to me each & every day and I’m learning far more about Ancient Egypt and WW2 than is strictly necessary ~ which I’m sure is a bonus I just haven’t figured out how yet … so this is why I’ve not commented on your blogs in recent weeks, I am still here & I’m still lurking reading your posts ~ which provide a respite to the world through the eyes of a 7 yr old, my blog will possibly become semi redundant which is a shame … but as another blogger pointed out I have the ‘Parents Race’ at sports day to contend with
Gelfling Grandson AKA ‘Moo’ has a passion for being outside something I have encouraged from day 1 ~ when I ask him if he’d like to go for a walk you would think I’d offered him some sort of major treat 🙂 I try to maintain a goal of 10,000 steps per day so when Moo comes to visit I know it will be a goal that is easy peasy to reach. Today was super cold but the pair of us wrapped up warm & set off into the unknown
Of course we had to call by to see how the Lincolnshire Red cattle were fairing in their barn
Being the adventurous duo we are ~ it was time to go off piste
The best thing about our adventure …Grandpa had a nice hot lunch & mug of hot chocolate waiting for us when we eventually arrive back at the cottage AND total steps count 11585