for the last couple of years, we have made our own christmas decorations. this year will be very much the same. we start our crafty christmas with salt dough decorations. this is how we did ours.
for quite some time we have been meaning to “head” (sorry) over to the tower of london, her majesty’s royal palace and fortress. actually if the truth be known only a very few, (the a-list celebrities of their time i guess) have been executed actually on the green inside the tower of london. only seven in total were recorded, three of them queens, anne boleyn, catherine howard and jane grey.
outside on tower hill, is where the main executions happened. 125 “unfortunates” were beheaded here, until the last in 1747. dukes, knights, earls and nobles all came to their end outside the tower walls. an execution could draw a crowed of 100,000 spectators. this was considered entertainment, the whole family would go, with a picnic to boot! possibly the x factor of the day. the first being simon sudbury in 1381 and the last simon fraser in 1747. so if your names simon, i’d give tower hill a wide berth!
it was a bit nippy out this morning, as ronnie would say, but the sun was shining so everything was alright. we scooted over to the east end after breakfast, to have a cuppa char with nanny minnie. on our way home we decided that actually it would be rather lovely to have a little walk around the park before lunch rather than after, well just incase that beautiful sun decided to disappear from our skies. we quickly popped home to grab our cameras and off we set.
so yesterday our halloween prep started, when mr HPMcQ brought home a pumpkin. we got our carve on. however this just wetted ronnie’s appetite for more halloween preparations and he wanted even more pumpkins, so when he’d gone to bed i popped out and snuck two more into the living room, ready as a surprise in the morning.
oh daddy did good today, he did very good. he came back from sainsbury’s (other supermarkets are of course available!) with a pumpkin! a pumpkin hurrah hurrah. ronnie was most excited, and before anyone could even say the word pumpkin, ronnie had whisked it off to the kitchen table ready for us to get our carve on.
yep we are still celebrating ronnie’s 5th birthday, nearly 3 weeks on! he didn’t want a party, he was quite clear about that. he very much wanted to go to legoland instead. so to lego land we went. we’ve been before though, so we wanted to make this visit a little bit different. so to make the most of a weekend we decided to have a lego sleepover, at the legoland resort hotel in windsor and with ronnie loving all things pirate we stayed in a pirate themed room. a theme you say…
after lunch on sunday, we went for a walk in the woods. nothing too strenuous, just a little meander through the woody loveliness. we certainly weren’t going to lose ronnie.
ronnie : mummy, what you doing?
hpmcq : washing your paintbrushes
i don’t really do camping. i like comfort and i like toilets and showers. i also like being warm when it’s cold, and cool when its hot. so freezing or over heating in a tent whilst desperate to go to the loo or stinking like a piggy isn’t quite my idea of heaven.
however glamping is something quite different. this is can deal with. knights glamping is set in the beautiful ground of leeds castle, not to be found in leeds, but kent. a tent with an oak four-poster bed, a wood burning stove, solid wood floor, electricity & wifi. a short walk to the knights cottage where toilets and showers a plenty can be found. this i was prepared to do and what a great little treat for ronnie for his 5th birthday.
i have tried to write this post a million times over in the last couple of days, but every time i start, i stop. the saatchi bill, previously called medical innovation bill has impacted me more than i could have ever imagined. this time last week i knew nothing about it, now i know a lot more about it, and it has touched a very strong chord with me. let me give you a very short overview of the meeting that i attended at the houses of parliament on monday just gone.
stop start stop start stop start. that was pretty much the weather all day long today, and then finally the drizzling nonsense stopped late afternoon, so being slightly cabin crazy (and hangover) we dashed out of the door as quick as quick can be. we headed straight up to the woods on sydenham hill for a spot of fresh air and adventure. the perfect excuse to try out that new camera of mine! yippeeee.
as we entered the last week of the summer holidays, i was finally bullied, yes bullied (you know who you are) into buying an actual proper camera. it was scary stuff you know. everything so far has just been snapped on my iPhone. i feel comfortable with it and it’s with me everywhere i go. to buy a camera was quite a big deal for me, and then what to buy?! after weeks of umming and ahhing i decided on a compact system camera. much much more than a point and shoot but not as bulky as a dslr. anything too big and i feared i would spend a massive amount of money for something i simply wouldn’t carry around, so it had to be neat and fit in my bag. so that was that, the perfect camera for me. but now what? a grown up proper camera, what on earth do i do now? best way to learn? i was told the same thing by several people, to charge it up and go on an adventure. so that’s what we did.
we live in london. close enough to town to potter in when we fancy, and far enough not to be in the hustle and bustle of a busy city.
the plan today had been to go to the seaside. early morning start, pack the car and off. however the sky didn’t look like it was playing ball when we woke, so we rolled over and went back to sleep for a bit. zzzzzz
ronnie : mummy why are you straight but have a big fat bum?
you can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived
you can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
or you can open your eyes and see all she has left
HPMcQ : ronnie, come here there’s something on your back
ronnie : what’s is it mummy, what is it?
HPMcQ : i’m not sure, come here let me have a look
ronnie does not like buttons. i documented what i thought was a previous breakthrough here, however i quickly discovered it was not. button “gate” has continued since. as it has heated up over the last couple of weeks, ronnie has point-blank refused to take his school jumper off, insisting that he is not hot. this is indeed a lie, and he is clearly hot. but he will not take his jumper off, because underneath there is a polo shirt, and polo shirts have buttons. three of the buggers.