Sunday, 31 March 2013

Easter Sunday

I hope you all had a happy easter!  We most certainly did.

Grandpa and Gran-jan The easter bunny had hidden some easter bunnies and chicks in the garden, and Oliver couldn't wait to get out to find those pesky little chocolates, shouting in glee as he found each one.  "How did they get there"…….!

Hugo, the bunny, was far more interested in the wrapping (thank goodness as he's not tried chocolate yet and I fear if he knows what he's missing it'll be a lot harder to keep away.)

We came back from my dads with full bellies (my step-mum made the very best roast in the entire world) and a whole family of bunnies.  I'm not sure I can bear to eat them…but ask me again in a week.

I'm now curled up on the sofa with two snoring dogs, cup of "the Earl" in hand, scoffing chocolate raisins. (I hope the bunnies didn't have anything to do with their creation.)

I hope your Easter was filled with family and food.

….and I'm STILL waiting for Spring…please.

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Saturday, 30 March 2013

A cold and frosty Easter

What better to celebrate easter with than a hot, hot coffee and hot cross buns SLATHERED in butter….yes…slathered.  You can't just spread butter onto hot cross buns, they just need more.  (and perhaps to not be burned.  My bad.)

I've been sewing more cushions, sat right by the french doors, watching the snow flurries in despair….it's nearly April for goodness sake….

The "rotary cutter of doom" and I have come to an agreement and I still have all my fingers in tact and a non-zombie "eating me" dog (thank you Howard)

All of a sudden the clouds parted and we had a few short moments of sunshine.  I sat, eyes closed, relishing the warmth on my face.  

Utter Heaven

Can Spring please be sprung?!

Yesterday Little man and I went on a special outing together, just the two of us, leaving Tom and little Hugo at home.  We took a very rare trip to the cinema….in fact I totted it up and it's been about two years since I last went.  

£20 for two tickets and a small popcorn……….£20?!!!  Thankfully Oliver had an incredible time and was perfectly behaved.  It was so warming to have some alone time with my big boy being able to give him my undivided attention.  Before number 2 comes along you take for granted those moments.

Back home and a Grand design took place.

Tomorrow we're off to my dad's house for family easter fun time!  I can't wait……I wonder if the easter bunny will have visited…..?

Thursday, 28 March 2013

Howard Sleeps

Well, when the weather is this vile, and grey, what else can you do of a morning, after a romp in the white stuff?

New brother's make a fantastic pillow/hot water bottle….or so I've been told.


Wednesday, 27 March 2013

Happiness is…..part 2….

::Fresh flowers, with a leaf hugging tulip

:: Den building, during the rain

::Whoops of delight as bubbles soar up into the sky

::Deciding that all the cool kids climb….


Friday, 22 March 2013


Howard's house is no longer just Howard's.  Today has been "Dennis Day"…..

There are two lots of paws in Howard's house.  (Yes, Hazel, you guessed that today brought excitement of the canine variety.)

Today I did a 6 hour round trip to meet (and collect) this little guy……..only….he's not that little…!

In fact he's absolutely massive.

Yes…the little pup is Howard (looking incredibly young compared to the wool dumpling that is Dennis.)

We went for a walk with Dennis' old owner and decided that it was a perfect match, so here he is.

Currently he's flat out, on my lap (The part that fits on my lap) snoring like a trooper and Howard is snuggled up to his body.  Poor Dennis has quite a bit of weight to lose, but is the calmest dog I've met, with all the upheaval of moving to a new house.  He's already made himself right at home.


Tuesday, 19 March 2013

Happiness is...

::Freshly baked croissants from the local farm shop

::With steaming mugs of coffee

::Slathered in butter and homemade Victoria Plum jam

::Walking past the dresser and seeing my Mother's day card, lovingly made by my little man

:Squishy snuggly cushions.

::Floral and spring like

::Just waiting for the weather to realise it's been left behind

 ::The Love and warmth of two best friends, about to say goodbye.

::Last but not least……..Friday is bringing some great excitement for Howard's house.  A little secret we've been harbouring.  Friday is the day…!

Sunday, 17 March 2013

Howard Sleeps

Howard can't possibly sleep.  He has a friend staying over.  

Poor Jess, on the other hand, is completely and utterly worn out.

Friday, 15 March 2013

Knocked for six

I've been absent this month.  I've not really felt up to writing this post, but life isn't always a bed of roses and me being me, it's cathartic writing things down.

This post will have no bells and whistles…no pictures…. Please bear with me….

Mid February my wonderful Great Aunt died, peacefully in her sleep.  We were ready for it, as she'd been very ill, but it doesn't stop it being a shock when the time actually comes.  We were her only family, so have had to sort through her house, which wasn't easy to do.  Emotionally draining, is my first thought.  I find death hard to comprehend, and think I always will.  I miss Auntie Diana a huge amount.

At the end of February I had to make the heart wrenching decision to have Solomon put to sleep.  You might remember he had an ear infection.  It turns out it wasn't an ear infection after all and was cancer.  At nearly 16 years old he'd had a good life, but all the same, it was very upsetting.

A couple of weeks ago our other cat, Pusskin, who is by her own volition an indoor cat, went missing.  We haven't heard anything, despite putting up posters and leaflets.  We're still hoping she comes back, but she's quite old and it's been so cold recently.

On Monday, my brother's gorgeous dog, Max, broke his leg badly whilst on a walk.  My poor brother had to carry him (and he weighs 30kg) home from the middle of nowhere and rush him to the vets.  Tuesday morning they set about fixing him up, pinning the bones together and were confident that it'd all be ok.  They couldn't bring him around from the anaesthetic.  He wasn't even a year old, yet.  Max was such a lovely dog, and we're going to miss him so much.  It was a shock to everyone…..

Solomon dying was heart wrenching but at least you can say that he'd had a long life.  Maxi-moo had barely begun his life.

I apologise for the doom and gloom.  I'll be back tomorrow with a happier and more colourful post.
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