Beloved Helps

Beloved was given a simple task in the garden

ME “When you trim the ivy back please be careful of the satellite TV cable”

BELOVED “Obviously  ~ what kind of eejit do you think I am ?”

3 minutes later ….

Cut Cable
The satellite TV company will be out within the next few days to repair Beloveds handiwork
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Distinctive Style? You Decide

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

hot pants
Mine were very similar to the one on the far right except they were Navy Blue ~ obviously I looked totally amazing

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

1950's style suit
Sorry not an easy fabric to photograph. This 1950’s suit can be worn as is, or the skirt teamed with a blouse, the jacket with trousers and a snip at £25

Then yesterday I found a 50+ year old Harris Tweed suit

 

50 year old Harris Tweed suit
This little beauty cost me …wait for it … £35 There was no way on this good earth I was letting that pass me by

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 🙂

 

Lost Treasures

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,

our tree
Our wildly overgrown tree ~ it’s due to be pruned later in the year, even so it’s it’s a fabulous hideout for a smallish boy … and his Grandpa I might add

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 !!

k9's dig
This is one of K9’s contributions to Moo’s excavations of the garden ~ right in the middle of the lawn I hasten to add !! see the hidden pottery ??

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”

hope it's not really a skull
I know we live extremely close to the cemetery but for all that’s holy please tell me it’s not part of a skull K9 has dug up … it actually does look like it though, I need to wrestle it off him to show Grandpa !!!

We have amasses a whole host of lost treasure from test pits (see I even know the correct terminology)

hidden treasures
Our superb finds, up till the 1970’s there were no rubbish collections in the village so everything was buried in the gardens

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

 

 

First Of Our Not Summer Round Ups

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

Woodhall spa 009 (2)
For your information Moo can actually drown out the sound of a Lancaster Bomber when he yells with excitement !!

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.

Roma's Woodhall spa's photos 035
And actually it doesn’t matter how dull the weather apparently there is ALWAYS time for ice cream

AND THEN

Poirot next to Millicent
Would you jolly well believe it I came to take a photo of Millicent Morris and who should photo bomb it  ~ but Hercule Poirot himself !!

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 🙂

 

My Life With Moo

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 is so Moo
The questions, the constant chatter, the way he says “Grandma” at the beginning of every sentence ~ even if we are the only 2 folks in the room … I now have a pencil sharpener / rubber in my ‘essentials kit’ 

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 ….

green ninja
Do I need to be a Green Ninja ?? the training is gruelling let me tell you can’t I just be a Knitting Ninja ??

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

1970's P E socks
Remember 1970’s P E socks ?? I’m sooo going to knit myself a pair ..I might not win any races but I’ll have the fashion stakes covered 🙂

 

 

Keep Fit The Gelfling Grandson Way

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

smashing-ice
Today’s walk will take just a tad longer as Moo needs to smash each & every puddle …obviously !!

Of course we had to call by to see how the Lincolnshire Red cattle were fairing in their barn

lincolnshire-red
This chap was as pleased to see us as we were to see him 🙂

Being the adventurous duo we are ~ it was time to go off piste

moos-amazing-adventure
Bear Grylls / Ray Mears / Ed Stafford please move over there is a new kid on the block ready to take up the exploring mantle

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

 

On A Cold And Frosty Morning

Moo AKA Gelfling Grandson & I have spent a magical couple of days together, as you may be aware one of his all time bestest thing (his words not mine :-)) is to be outside and if that includes a long walk all the better, soooo after a leisurely breakfast that’s exactly what we did, where the sun had cast shadows a little frost lingered

frosty-patch
All along our walk we caught glimpses of where Jack Frost had skipped about over night leaving his silver treasure for us to find

If that wasn’t enough magic we found something fantastical

tangled-backwood-scarecrow
A ‘rustic’ scarecrow …Tangled Backwoods style

And on the way home Moo’s eye caught sight of something bright red

a-host-of-rosehips
A whole host of rose hips ~ rose hip syrup anyone ??

What better way to spend a cold & frosty morning