I'm back... After just over a week of non-blogging here I am! I have been bowled over by the response and requests of people asking when my next post would be... Unfortunately I've been snowed under by a little think called life! I'd love to give a day by day rundown of all the exciting things that have been responsible for me not writing but I'm afraid there aren't many! All the days/week just seem to have blended in to one!
This weekend the husband even said to me "you haven't blogged in a while" see, I knew he secretly had a read when he was at work! "I know" I replied "I just haven't had time" "Why? What have you been doing?" Was his response "You've not done anything" RED MIST!!!!!
I pause for a moment, studying his face, is there a secret smirk? Is he dangling the bait, waiting for me to bite? Nope, deadly, serious face. I take a breath and refuse to retaliate. Of course in my head I'm ready throat punch him! Men; seriously clueless... Most of the time! On "dad's day off" there is only ever playing and fun consumed! Never mind any household jobs, trips to town, food shop etc...
So, in a bid to discover where the "Lost week" has gone I'm going to have a trip down Memory Lane! Of course there will be eventful discoveries on he way as there always is!
The bears birthday weekend! As if my mum and I weren't big enough suckers for punishment with idyllic country walks combined with my brood, we signed up for yet another. This time it was the day before Olly's birthday, the destination of choice was Elvaston Castle! We are so lucky to have such beautiful surroundings close by, Derbyshire is completely under rated!
On arrival we park near the ice cream van, first error. How do children know if they ask you the same question (in this case, can I have a ice cream?) 568975324 billion times, that you're just going to give in to shut them up, save your sanity and everyone else in a 5 mile radius' ears. The ice cream van at Elvaston Castle has gone up in the world. Your £1.20 "99's" are a thing of the past, I think I was set back £2.60 for posh waffle cone, 2 flavoured ice cream and a flake, which I'm sure wasn't even Cadburys!!! The positive - at this stage his hands were clean!
So we meandered through, Molly was allowed off her lead. At almost 8 years old and after spending her first 4 years as a selective hearing, delinquent pup, she is now actually pretty good off her lead. She's soft as grease and from a distance looks like a child's teddy! She's having a sniff around, returns on demand, until she see's a squirrel. A little like Doug in the Disney film Up, Molly's weaknesses are birds and squirrels. After a few minutes of coaxing we manage to get her away from the tree where the squirrel is taunting her. Strutting along the branch like its hit up London Fashion Week. Olly is by now covered from nose to chin, cheek to cheek in ice cream. 15 minutes in and I'm getting ready for home. As we proceed towards the castle, we reach the large pond where all ducks and swans are. Families are enjoying the nice weather, feeding the birds until Molly bounds towards them (ducks = weakness) all we hear are squawks, flutters and water plus a few gasps. Molly single handily has cleared the pond area.
Back on the lead she goes! As we arrive to the back of the castle we have a quick re-group. Olly's face cleaned, Molly has a drink of water, I rest my legs as mum does too she manages to sit in the only spot of melted ice cream on the whole 5-6m long bench. She's totally unimpressed. Olly and I are howling with laughter which fuels her rage a little bit more.
We shift round the rest of the park at speed, Olly obviously needs a wee as we get towards the car. So we find a bush, and he is at one with nature. As we make our way back to the path, I get caught by a stinging nettle on the foot....
Home now... HOME HOME HOME!!!!!
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