Fiona's Quiet Life

It is not that i don’t want to blog, and am in fact being gently nagged to do it but, i have become addicted to play­ing treas­ure mad­ness on facebook..nothing gets don that can’t be done in the time it takes to regen­er­ate some strength to dig some more,

Well my mother always said “be care­ful what you wish for, it might come true”…and boy was she right this time. I love snow and wanted a white Christmas.

Christ­mas eve in my street

…an unusual thing this close to the town centre and the tidal Clyde, well we got plenty, this was not a prob­lem for me as i didn’t need to go out in it but the rest of the coun­try seems to have come to a stand­still. still go snow but it seems to be melting.

so the Lon­don con­tin­gent , were to come up on Christ­mas eve , then they couldn’t come , then they could , then they couldn’t, then they went to the sta­tion but JJ (very aut­istic) got spooked by some­thing so they went home and had Christ­mas day there, and finally arrived yes­ter­day (26^th)…glad they turned up as fridge full to bust­ing. and i had bul­lied builders.….….….yes they are still about the place.….…..into fin­ish­ing the walk-in ward­robe in the room JJ is occupying.

Christ­mas day was just per­fect, i got up late , sat on comfy sofa, listen­ing to car­ols. had light lunch, opened some presents,.….

New bird feeder

.new bird feeder from him upstairs.…..who hung out of his window

him upstairs …and dog in hat

to wish me happy Christ­mas when i went out to hang it from tree, .….. made a full Christ­mas din­ner, tur­key and all the trim­mings, and watched daft films all day, small boys phoned in the morn­ing and sang to me over the phone, and older grandsons

skyped

talked on skype in the after­noon, what more could any­one ask for.

it is now 27^th, they are all out and it is peace­ful, i spent a nice after­noon at an engage­ment party.….wedding on beach in Israel in august , look­ing for­ward to that.

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it took a great leap of faith today for a per­son that lives in the west of Scotland.….i bought a gnomon.

This morn­ing, i did some­thing my par­ents would have, and did many times, told me off for. the day was raw and foggy and much colder that i had thought when leav­ing the house with small boys . i held the hand of the wee one on the way to nurs­ery and told him to put the other hand in his pocket to keep it warm.….…..hands out of pock­ets we were told many times as youngsters.

for those that don’t know, includ­ing the garden cen­ter where i bought it, a gnomon is the face of a sun­dial, i have the per­fect round plinth to put it on.….….if the build­ers haven’t chucked it out.

spell checker hadn’t heard of it either.

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we hap­pily dressed the young­est grand son in the headgear that i had bought for their dress­ing up box in Egypt last year, and he played his part per­fectly but it occurred to me this morn­ing as i was remov­ing the rem­nants of his broth­ers cat make up that Joseph was Jew­ish and the head dress was Arab.

ah well.

so

Chip­pen­ham is a small place so why did the nurs­ery school and the primary school sched­ule their carol con­cert and their nativ­ity play on the same night at the same time, thus caus­ing prob­lems for fam­il­ies with a small child in each performance.

the wee ones father is work­ing away from home for most of the week and was not able to go to either, so i came down for my monthly babysit a day early.……well actu­ally there were a couple of other reas­ons why i was down early.….…..anyway Nic­ola had man­aged to go to the carol rehearsal so she went with the younger boy who was play­ing Joseph.….….a speak­ing part des­pite the old jokes about Jew­ish hus­bands not get­ting a word in.….….….and i went with the older one who was for some reason dressed as a cat.……there were appar­ently cats and mice in the stable…the con­cert was great but i was very con­cerned by the wait out­side the church before it star­ted, the whole primary school plus par­ents, grand­par­ents, uncles,aunts etc were all queued along a very busy road and in the church grounds with cars revers­ing out of the gates and in tiny spaces where small chil­dren were excitedly jump­ing about. and at the end it was a melee i was lucky that Aiden found me quickly.

their Auntie Mar­isa sent them Santa outfits.….….…way too cute.

more of why i was down on Sunday to Lon­don, Ian had to go to Hong Kong sud­denly and his ticket for the Eddy Izzard appear­ance at wemb­ley was going beg­ging so as i also needed to be reunited with my suit­case i drove down on Sat­urday arriv­ing in plenty of time to get to wembley.

the best thing about Wemb­ley is there is no queue for the ladies toi­lets, it is won­der­ful to find a venue that actu­ally real­ises that you need a decent amount of loos for women.

at last i now have all my photographs.…..hundreds of the things.….….….and all the con­tents of the suit­case. so while i was not impressed with the flight being can­celled at the last minute i was impressed with TAM get­ting us to Lon­don via Paris and get­ting our cases to us eventually.

I have been edit­ing lots of pho­tos of waterfalls

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my suit­case arrived.….….….……in Lon­don 400 miles away from me yesterday,but Abigail’s didn’t arrive even though it was at her house that mine arrived. but tonight hers arrived intact apart from one broken bottle of her favour­ite per­fume so i can at last be pleased that mine arrived yes­ter­day, so more pho­tos will be appear­ing here apart from the ones from the last day of the inter­est­ing wild­life at the fish mar­ket Valparaiso.

i have offi­cially moved into my new bedroom,there are no cur­tains so a sheet is pinned up to pre­serve my mod­esty, shut­ters are on their way… i hope. I have been mov­ing all my clothes etc across to it and the now spare bed­room is cleaned and ready for all boarders at Christmas.….….there were not sup­posed to be any but the count of people stay­ing is now up to three, but i have been prom­ised peace and quiet on Christ­mas day to veg out in front of the telly with lots of food and no guilt.

i am hav­ing a lovely time.

build­ers turned up today to see if there was any­thing needed doing, there wasn’t so they sat in front of my log fire and gossiped.….……the log fire was because I, being i bit dim caused my boiler to lose all pres­sure. i had bled the air out of my two new radi­at­ors as they were half cold at the top, but did not replace the water in the sys­tem at the time hence the freez­ing house this morn­ing ( the out­side tem­per­at­ure being –5)…but i t was eas­ily fixed , at least i am not that dim )

and .…..a wee boast here in case i didn’t in an earlier blog.….….well you don’t expect me to read them do you.….……My pho­to­graph Tiger Tiger won the cam­era club competition.

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