I came home from work on Saturday night after doing an eleven hour shift right through and had gone into the bathroom to go the loo and clean my teeth ready for bed. Well just as I was about to place my ample bottom on the toilet something black scurried across the floor. Now I have this massive massive phobia of eight legged creatures and my first thought was this thing was tarantula sized so I was ready to climb onto the toilet seat when I realised it was only a mouse.
So I shouted DH who went up the stairs to fetch the children's net to try and help catch it. Its not the biggest bathroom in the world, so I moved the bin and it ran to the right, so I moved the toilet roll holder and it ran to the right again, so I moved the cabinet under the pedestal and it had disappeared. Not sure where it went to but have not seen it since.
|a mouse net|
A proud Grandma moment. Fifi started playing the drums just after Easter last year and the teacher was really impressed with how well she did. So in August when she went up to secondary school she carried on with them I have to say she is loving secondary school, not just the lessons but the lunchtime and after school activities as well.
On Monday evening her school were involved in the Ayrshire Music Festival, this is their 90th year. She very proudly sat on stage and played the drums to accompany the brass and woodwind band. She did amazingly well considering this is the first time she has played in public. The show was running over an hour late and they did not get on stage till gone 9pm so all in all they did brilliantly.
She get a mention in the summing up by the judge. This is the only photograph I have of the evening as for obvious reasons I could not take a picture of her on stage. Well done Fifi, not sure where she gets the musical talent from as we are all tone deaf.
|watching the competition play|
We had a log on one of the caches we own to say the tub was cracked and it was needing some maintenance, so as it was a glorious afternoon we went to maintain it. While out I decided we would go and pick up a nearby cache as well.We found one of the two we looked for, the other one evades us every time we have looked for it - most irritating. For all we have walked a lot in the area we placed our cache in we have never been further down the road, so today we did.
Down there we discovered Burnbank Woods and Ladyton Loch. The area is quite pretty, though I would imagine it would get rather overgrown in the Summer months with brambles.
Think I will take the children along here over the Summer but we will walk round the pond and the woods and look for wildlife rather than wander off looking for caches.
|blue skies and swans|
Sorry but another proud Grandma moment - and why not?
Fifi has many talents, and no idea where they come from, but again she is loving secondary school and the more grown up opportunities this is offering her. One of her loves at the moment is art class. The local council hold an annual art exhibition with works from the local schools and there were three pieces of work chosen from her class, and hers was one of them.
So as I was in the town I popped into see the work. The talent some of these children have is amazing. Some of the advanced higher work was stunning and must have taken months of work. Fifi's and her class mates were smaller pieces of work, but equally as brilliant and talented.
|peas in a pod|
Daughter needed to nip in to pick up Fifi after school and to save her the hassle of taking the three wee ones with her I went at looked after them. Bob was not in the best of moods but the twins and I had fun.
When she got back I brought the older two up the road. We had hoped to get out somewhere as it is light now till gone 6pm now but the rain was bouncing inches off the road. So to try and cheer grumpy Bob up I got him busy helping make tea in the kitchen. He chopped carrots, tomatoes, peppers, onion and a smoked pork sausage which we used to make roasted veg for the tea.
His next task was bananas, pears and plums which we made fruit sponge with. This seemed to cheer him up and he was in a much better mood time we had spent an hour together. Fifi had done her usual and gone off out with her friend.
Was actually thinking as I watched the two of them sharing the table and the biscuits and their drinking cups how much harder life would have been had one of them had the food issues Bob has got. I mean how would you tell one they could not share with the other?
|at their table eating biscuit|
I feel so sorry for poor Bob. His skin is a mess. On the advice of his allergy specialist he had cut out all citrus and berries for the last two months He was not best pleased about that as he loves his oranges and fruit juice but he is also very fed up of being itchy and scratching and having to apply cream two, three, four times a day, so he agreed to try it for a while but it was clutching at straws and it has made no difference. So he is now allowed them again, and is now waiting for an appointment at Yorkhill Hospital to see f they can come up with any better ideas.
|hs legs are even worse|
I like entering competitions, and it is always nice to win the odd prize or two. I got an e-mail the other day from the lovely Sarah over at Boo Roo and Tigger too to tell me I had won a first aid kit in a competition over on her blog.We had been talking about renewing some of the items in the kit in the car so this is a handy win.
|a handy win|