My uncle sent up a present of this realistic-looking hawk to hang over my grandparents’ vegetable patch which is being heavily picked off by all the birds at the moment. He got the idea from his bowling club, who use the same birds to keep the others off their greens (I think). Here’s the closeup….
First, thank you all so much for your comments, emails, twitters etc of congratulation to Saturday’s news. To celebrate I thought it would be fun to get up at 4.45am Sunday morning, charge out to the airport, drag along a daughter who was crying because daddy was out of her sight for five seconds, and…
Remember last year when we went Olympic mad? When my mother was down and hosted what can only be described as a truly awesome Olympic-themed party? The children have not forgotten. Oh, no, and when mum was down they demanded a repeat, could just not wait another three years (or one year if you count…
Well, three don’t belong, but I’m thinking of one in particular!
I’m pretty sure I need to start changing these post titles to something more appropriate like, “What books I’m borrowing late July 2009” because a great many go back unread. Flicked through, yes. Started, yes. Finished? No. Well I can finally change that this week, for I did finish David Sedaris, one of the few…
My mother has been visiting us since Wednesday. She is still in school holidays and I asked her if she wouldn’t mind coming down to give me a bit of a hand as I’ve got to get some proper work in before the deadline of a pretty big writing program I’m applying for closes on…
I have just heard that the father of a very good friend of mine died this morning. They are very good friends of ours, their children are best friends with ours, and everything is echoing quite loudly in my head at the moment. Takes me back five months. Almost five months exactly. So forgive me if…
My New Years Resolution to watch more classic movies has been put on hold for a little while, for no better reason than the fact I forgot about it (oops). Then the other week at the library there was a horde, a horde! I tells ya. These are but some I got. Thoughts: 12 Angry Men:…
Our holidays revolved around a routine of nothingness. We didn’t get out to visit any number of amazing museums, galleries or events specifically designed for holiday time in the city. Frankly, there is nothing that turns me off more than the prospect of lines, impatient, whiney children and the thought that any second my own…
