Thursday, 31 December 2009

Blue moon

Apparently a Blue Moon on New Years Eve is a Wishing Moon! And the next one will be in 2029, so you better get wishing it is a long time to wait for the next one!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Possibly the smallest snow man in the world?

Ahh looks can be deceptive! He is sat on a table! I'm happy to report that the birds ate his raisin eyes and nose, so he was not a total looser! His short life was not in vain, he fed the birds and it wasn't even tuppence a bag.

Wednesday, 30 December 2009

The Dead Days

The concept of the Days Betwixt Christmas and New Year being the Dead Days appeals to me. It is an apt description. Although we have tried to organise outings and events, most of the time we have lolled, stuffed infront of the TV. The Living Dead.

Just how much Miss Marple and Poirot can a girl watch??? Normally Kevid McCloud can soothe and amuse me for hours, but right now I am Grand Designed out.

This year coming 2010 I have decided to embrace my inner Pagan, celebrating all the little Days in between, starting with Twelfth Night, and Candlemas. I am hoping it will help me to keep track of time. Also though I need something to look forward to. The Coming of Spring and Light Nights being favourites.

Wikipedia, fountain of all knowledge and much more has furnished me with recipes and traditions to keep me amused for at least a year. Number one is to make a Gallette de Roi, or King Cake, for Twelfth Night. And of course I will be wearing my new Kath Kidston Apron with panache, (and yellow stockings if I can find any in true Malvolian style).

We are off to the Ballet with little Terror to see The Nutcracker today.... assuming he will sit still, and not scream blue murder.

Speaking of Blue, this New Year's eve is a Blue Moon, The Toronto Star tells me that this occurs only every 19 years on a NYE and that we should make wishes, as it is a Most Auspicious Time.

As a sagacious old bird once twittered, Be careful what you wish for.... we have two days to think up some really awesome and inspired wishes!!!

Thursday, 24 December 2009

Coming down a Chimney tonight!!!


HOHOHO! The Rose of Hungerford was met by Santa this lunchtime. While the reindeer, Dasher,Dancer,Prancer, Comet , Cupid, Donner and Blitzen and Vixen, popped to the nearest hostelry with Rudolf, (We heard they like a bit of North Pole Dancing to keep them fit?) Santa joined the Barge for a visit to the children and families. A huge thank you to the crew who made this such a special Christmas Eve for our first ever Family Christmas in Newbury!
The snow of course was amazingly Christmassy, the barge was ploughing through sheets of ice, breaking them as it went!
A huge thank you to my sister who is hosting for our parents this year, and to my Parents, who every year until now have made Christmas appear effortless, easy and have been taken for granted! This year, making my own cake, Turkey dinner, decorating the tree, planning meals and outings, etc etc the list is inexhaustible, has been stressful and exhausting. I had no idea!!!



The kids were delighted to see Santa on the tow path by the lock, and what a super surprise!!! There was much shouting and demanding the barge to stop and pick up its passenger!!

He came aboard, had a mince pie as is his habit, and then sat in his "grotto".



Each family went to see him one, by one, to receive gifts for their children, which had been hand picked and sent to him by the lovely crew.



Santa of course also asked the adults what they wanted for Christmas!!




Of course, Santa is a busy guy and has a lot to do, especially with time zones, making it a 2 day job!!! He quickly disembarked and waved good bye!

IF you look closely at this photo you can see the magic starting to happen as he is beginning to fade up into the sky to jump into the sleigh and off and away with Rudolph and the boys!! Hohoho! He should be pretty much enroute to you now!

IF next year you fancy a trip with Mr C then here is the link!
http://www.roseofhungerford.co.uk/cruise-with-santa.html

Cruise with Santa

Cruise with Santa

Santa saying "goodbye" after leaving his grotto

On selected days in December Santa entertains children and their friends and families aboard the "Rose of Hungerford"

Prior bookings only please. Santa needs time to carefully select the right presents for each childAll children receive a present from Santa in his grotto.

  • All adults receive a hot or cold drink of their choice and a hot mince pie
  • Total cruise time 1½ hours
  • Santa trips in 2009 are on December 12th, 13th, 19th, 20th, 22nd, 23rd and 24th
  • To check for times and to book your places please call 0800 1214674
Now I am off to bed in my kerchief to dream of sugar plums dancing in my head.... (As if!!) not a creature is stirring, not even a mouse, (but I believe that is my husband watching tv? clattering about) The stockings are hung by the chimney with care and St Nicholas will soon be here!
So off you go dear readers, and have AMERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!!!*
*Apologies to Clement Moore!

The Most Magical Time of the Year


Breaking the Ice, Kennet and Avon Canal




Small is beautiful?
Or Mummy's just plain lazy?

I was sick and tired of everything, when I called you last night from Tesco, so I drove along the greenham road, heading straight down to Stroud Green.... (misquote of Abba Lyrics) Cos Im a supatrupa snow is gonna find me, blocking all the roads, changing every thing, making my heart wanna sing, cos Im a supasmoocha snow is gonna find me, freezing everything, loving every thing I see.

Tuesday, 22 December 2009

So This Is Christmas???

It seems to me this year that what I am witnessing and perhaps even celebrating is not Christmas but the American "Happy Holidays".
Ten things that have nothing to do with the Birth of Christ:

1. Turkey
2. 50% off (or 3 for 2 (depending where you are)or the phrase "last chance for free Christmas delivery)
3. Decorated Pine trees in the house, poinsettias, red orchids and other fancy floral displays
4. Shopping frenzy
5. Christmas Eve & Boxing Day sales
6. Santa clause
7. Sackloads of gifts that you and your family Must Have.
8. Mulled wine & mince pies/cake
9. Gingerbread latte
10. Cards

All of the above in excess......I could go on! And I have succumbed to all of the ten deadly sins above, but now, I am beginning to wonder..... The past week for me has been overshadowed by a black cloud with an ozone hole in it that goes by the name of Climate Change Summit in Copenhagen. That black cloud has left me pondering the meaning of poinsettias and the point, the meaning of well, life, the future.

The real Christmas story tells us that the three Magi brought a gift each. One Gift Each. Jesus was born in a stable. A Simple Stable, Unadorned. I doubt they had a turkey feast for supper. They would maybe have had an olive tree near by but no non needle dropping Norwegian pines or poinsettias, which I believe are Mexican, and I'm not sure that Orchids and Cyclamen grow in Israel either......

The Shepherds and the Magi were certainly not dashing through the snow or indeed the aisles of their local Sainsbury, they were not sat on a hill side scoffing mince pies, figgy pudding or turkey left overs, washing it down with mulled wine or (25% off ) Champagne.
I'm sure too, they weren't planning a s ski trip or a Christmas get away to the Canaries. (Perhaps they wished they were?) As far as I am aware they were not assisted en route by fairies, elves, reindeer or polar bears, The Kings/wise-men I believe may have had Camels..... Though hey, I could be wrong.

I think perhaps what gets me most is the M&S advert, Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without........ food, wine, sleazy innuendoes , clothes, underwear, sexy women, implicit gay "mincing" ..........so far nobody has mentioned Joy, Peace, Love, saving the world (that was Jesus' job description as far as I recall from long gone Sunday School Days) or even duh, Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without.... Christ?

If you are new to the RFABP blog, fear not, (said she for mighty dread had seized her troubled mind) I am not even what a Christian would call a "Christian" I'm a pretty average secular "spiritual person" who has room in her mind for doubt/possibility, who believes in the Universe.

So what do I tell my child??

Do I save the Jesus story for Easter?( and tell it all in one go? ) And celebrate Yuletide or, solstice, or "Holidays" in December? Or do we forego the consumer and social pressure to shop till we drop, give masses of gifts, stuff our faces with rich foods and have a humble Christmas at home with 3 gifts and no 3 month build up instead?

How do we strike a balance? I am asking you.

Thursday, 17 December 2009

Quid while you are ahead?


These perhaps show more of the action...?
I can't quite decide if it was worth £10,000 to stage this event, pretty cool but expensive?
One thing for sure, it could not have been staged in the park! all those muddy feet!

Quids in

They remind me of something Marquis de Sade - ish? or Voltaire- esque? creepy, yet they were so graceful and almost floated down the street.



Gradually their costumes inflated and they became Michelin man like, after some ballet on stilts they released the balloon (Left) into the sky.
I am still not sure what it was all about - But am glad we saw it.
Quiddams' Reve d'herbert is really quite indescribable, it may help to view the videos?
They aren't great quality owing to the hoards of people there, all taller than me!! And the fact that I had the pocket camera , not the SLR. (what!!! workmen blaming tools you say?) couple of stills of the actors on stilts before their costumes inflated too.....



Sunday, 13 December 2009

Getting in the festive mood



Bellringers at Basildon Park




Ice skaters at Reading Riverside




Xmas market by the Oracle, riverside, don't reckon much to the sausage stand. We had a Bratwurst and it was under cooked, cold and over priced
Assortment of hand made gifts at the Xmas market.

Bordering on insanity

Oh no, How can they close Borders? I haven't read all the books yet!!!! I'm still on baby chino! It 's not looking good in my starbucks cup!
Mini me decided to browse the A-Z of contemporary fiction and choose mummy some books, sadly he has even worse taste than I , judging books by their covers!!!
We got a few bargains in Baby book section. Waterstones must be rubbing their hands in gleeeheeeheehee, more customers for them!! And hey they got Fish! no coffee but an aquarium, what more do ya want folks?
Actually though TT likes the fish I prefer my books with a cappucino .

Sheep drove



The Nutcracker piano recital and narration for children at Sheepdrove, Lambourne, followed by yummy organic farm food goodies for tea. Fab concert!!!! Even nearly two year old sat mesmerised!

Friday, 4 December 2009

The VueFO

Close encounters???????????? It is always empty when I go through, and no I do not go at freakishly early or late times!!

Come on baby light my fire!

The first ever fire I have ever laid and lit!!!!! It sadly didn't last long (like so many things in my life!!) but after a week I am getting the hang of it (ditto)......
After so many Cool Yules, decided to send the sprog up the chimney (I didn't really, though he did have a good look up there while the sweep was sweeping it!!) and have a hot yule this year! HOT is the New Cool....

Leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street.....

until a certain little reindeer comes by......

A very literary Santa at Blenheim palace..... I am tempted to start a competition... what is he reading?
"Round the World in 80 days"?
"How to be Good" by Nick Hornby?
"The adventurous book for boys"?
"Zen and the art of Sleigh maintenance"?
Actually I think it is either The A-Z or "The Argos Catalogue"!!!

Tuesday, 1 December 2009

The Yuletide in the Kennet



The Scrooge Teddies Xmas Feast, puppets and music in the Kennet.




The Modern day Teddy family Xmas at home.


Santa has vacated his throne, well he can't be in every Shopping mall at once can he???
I was tempted to climb in and offer to do palm readings! or even offer therapy for the weary "Sooo tell me what is in your shopping bag? Let me unravel the deepest darkest thoughts that lead you to make this purchase"

After my previous religious rant , this one is refreshingly non denominational. I believe that Christmas is a multiple celebration, it is the consumer fest, it is Yule tide,it is pagan and druid, it is Christian and it is also all encompassing, I have seen Jewish homes with Christmas trees, and Seik homes with Christmas decorations.
Essentially it is a Winter Festival to banish the Dark and look forward to the Light.

Santa Clause is coming to town.....



YO HEAVE HO! SANTA'S PIRATE SHIP



Santa's train, full of toys and goodies, a bit more reliable than British Rail &co....I hope





The driver is mechanical, something from Herr Drosselmeyer's Emporium, I imagine?


This is Festive Basingstoke, We had great fun, if not slightly confusing messages, what with fantastic pirate galleons and trains, though perhaps this is Santa for the 21st century? At least we haven't yet bastardised the myth so much that Santa just delivers via the internet.

Imagine, kids, log on , post your list on line at www.The North Pole.com and Santa will deliver via UPS on 24th Dec, all major credit cards and paypal accepted.

It was wonderful to hear a few stores, Laura Ashley Thank you, Cafe Nero, you too, playing opera and jazz versions of TRADITIONAL CAROLS. The archaic words juxtaposed (if ever she reads it Ella M that is for you) with funky jazz , husky tones, and operatic grandeur.

If Bishop of Croydon (Re the weekend Telegraph article) ever logs on here, you my dear friend, and clergy like you, are what is driving folks away at Xmas. 40% of Brits attend Church at Xmas, and how many on other Sundays? about 2%??? Yet you say carols which are archaic, unrealistic and Victorian put us off. My good man you have it in reverse, the soppy 1980's "love songs to the lord" are what put me off, I can't bear to sit week after week listening to creepy loved up jesus guitarists, simpering their stuff before the altar, sitting through inane sermons and listening to almost irreverent renditions of the service by smarmy vicars who clearly believe that they "know what the people want" and cringe their way, or sneer their way through the Anglican Catechism etc.

I and a significant number more of us, love the traditions, the Latin, the incense, the saints, rituals, mysticism, romanticism. Some of it I believe is just story telling, explaining to the uneducated, a bunch of possibilities to help them understand the mysteries of the Universe. But for years the Church was the foundation of Values, Ethics and Moral Code, especially the Anglican Church. Now things, oh how they have changed, the rule book stands on its head, you have reneged on all your beliefs and left us all confused. not only are the Clergy tempted back to the Pope, the flock are heading that way too. I do not go to Church because I can't find one that offers me Catholicism without the Pope "ie Good Old Fashioned Anglican".

I turned to Buddhism (SGI) and chant in Sanskrit instead of Latin, light my incense and pray to my shrine, which is an image of the universe in mankind. I follow a code, that requires me to seek the good in others, to strive to be good myself, to protect my planet and my family, to live honestly and with integrity. Sound familiar? It should do. I am doing exactly what I did as a Child when Anglicanism was still about God his desires, and the Trinity instead of being about MAN desires, Woman and her Ambitions.

And yes it is true that Baby Jesus cried, that we know nothing of his childhood, if he were really meek and mild or if that is a Victorian imposition, and nativity plays are naff, what do you want BofC, some screaming naked woman giving birth on stage for the wee children to watch, pass the placenta (Have you witnessed a birth?) round the audience with the bread and wine? Do you want an child Jesus as a hoodie, dealing drugs with the disciples and nicking mobile phones from the audience?

I think we will stick to the kiddies performing their annual traditional Nativity, for their grannies and parents, however naff you find it sir, however unreal, it is preferable and more tasteful than the alternative!!

The crazy inclusion of snakes and polar bears etc to which you refer, is Political Correctness gone bonkers, as schools are not "allowed" anymore to chose the best actors & actresses for their nativity, oh no, everyone must be included and given a part, incase being left out damages their tiny psyche. As Music is no longer taught in state schools, there can be no orchestral role for the non theatrical wee ones, not even percussion, so they have to be included on stage as trees, clouds, snowflakes, snakes, octapus, the entire night sky, or jungle, whatever gets them on stage.

Personally I would rather my son sat in the audience and watched the chosen few do a good job, if he were dramatically challenged. Abstaining and maintaining dignity surely is less damaging than being made a fool of in order to participate?

Monday, 30 November 2009

Olive branch

Just made Waitrose recipe for Olive and Fennel Bread. Yum. Lovely.
We are freezing here! 5c and the ducks must be hungry. Wonder if they like Olives? There are always a few crusts that drop off when slicing. I'm so cold my hands are icy, it was 15c in baby's room, time to crank up the Old Bakery's heating system......

Think all the thoughts of moving in the New Year are making me bake bread like a baker...... It won't be as cool to do in a house with no bakery-history.

Sunday, 22 November 2009

Who(re) Moi?

Woah there. My husband just called me a whore! And he is right.

Stop right there you foul minded Reader!!!

We were discussing my cosmetic bag contents!!! As pertaining to Christmas wish lists.... and I have to confess he has a point. I have a total inability to be faithful to one brand of make up. I am a cosmetic whore. I will trade my soul to whichever company is producing the "must have" goodie/colour of the season. Though I know my mother would call me an Addict, as I have a need to own a thousand lipsticks and a million hues and shades of shadow, a bucket load of nail varnish...... I know, I know- I need help.

The results are of a collection of houses, Dior, Decleor, Chanel, Clinique, Clarins and Lancome, Arden and Lauder.... . All of this makes the buying of a gift voucher by him rather difficult. After years of dalliances and flirtations with all these companies, my cosmetic bag has to remain eclectic, none of them produce everything I like or need.

The only thing I am loyal to is Lauder face creams. I used to only buy Clinique foundation but alas I have gone astray..... betrayed my dearest faithful "superdouble face powder" after a liaison that lasted around 20 years. I was seduced by The Bodyshop Mineral Powder foundation. I am in love.

It has an spf of 25 !!! and it soaks up all shine and sweeps gently onto the skin, in seconds, creating a soft canvas on which to work. It glides over pores and fine lines, not caking or drying, leaving a baby soft illusion of youthfulness. If you don't believe me go ask for a make over!!!!

And for all of you expecting a dirty confessional, SHAME ON YOU!!
You should know me better by now!

Saturday, 21 November 2009

Tree O'clock

IF , like me you are keen on gardening, can I direct you to BBC, Tree O'clock?
The plan is that you pledge to plant a tree, between 11-12 am on 5th December this year. They are planning to make a world record and also help the environment.

Now I took part in "Plant a tree in '73" so I am quite keen to do this again!!!

Once you have pledged, you then plant your tree on said date, email a photo with date and time setting and you're done!!

As I signed up, and it can be any kind of tree, they had 263,669 pledges.

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Let them eat cake!


Maison Blanc, will not be hiring me that is for sure!
But I am delighted with the world's first every YCB Christmas cake!!! Indeed it is the first Christmas cake I have ever made and also iced! It may look slightly second rate, but it tastes awesome! We had to cut off the top to make it level, and it is delicious!!!



There is something for every one, boy and his snowman for Toddler, Christmas tree for the guest, laid back santa for Mummy and busy sack full santa for Daddy..... and lashings of brandy for everyone!!!

I imagine my mum will hang her head in despair when she notices the detail of my "icing" the base is meant to be icicles, and the dollop things are snow flakes.... no I didn't recognise them either, they do look like melting mush.

What an ampersand!!! I decided on "peace & joy 2009 " instead of Merry Christmas. I wasn't sure I'd be able to fit one huge word like Christmas on!
Ok so it ain't fabulous, or perfect, but it is mine, and I have only got room for improvement , right???

The First Post

For over a week one of our landline phones was missing. So too the remote control for the computer. Both of which are top of toddler's "toys that Mummy doesn't want me to play with but I love and need" list.

We have an office space at home for the rare occasion that Daddy works from home, and from where I blog.

In our office we have a recycling box, with a lid. Just below the lid are handles which are essentially carry holes. similar to a post box. You already know where this is going right? It should have been obvious, and I should have guessed sooner.

I could hear the phone ringing and ringing, but couldn't locate it. If you know me, you know I sometimes, quite often, suffer from "piles of messy crap" syndrome, my house starts to look like a depot or a laundrette. The office is always like that. Suddenly I am inspired. Perhaps the phone is in the guest room bin? warm. Or the laundry basket.... getting warmer. Or should I say louder? Then, out of the corner of my eye I see the recycling box.

Inside I find phone, remote, 2 pens, a red Porsche (of the ELC 3 inch variety) and a couple of green blocks from the block box.

Apparently when I was a child I hid everything in my doll's pram. I can't be too cross. Next time I can't find my keys though, I know where to look!

Tuesday, 17 November 2009

MSM syndrome

My husband gets cross when I talk about MSM, as many men prefer to think it doesn't exist. So what is it? Married Single Mother syndrome.

Those of us with commuting other halves. Husbands who leave on the red eye and return long past bed time. Some Daddies even work after work at home (mine included). This leaves the Mother with a 12 -14 hour day with , if she is lucky a 2 hour nap/break.
It is hard. Really hard.

If you're a single mum, I don't mean divorced mum, you probably get a council house, paid for, all kinds of benefits, and the stability of there being one parent one rule, and a Dad who isn't interested, so doesn't interfere. (Admittedly for some it is a hell of a lot harder). You probably also get support from family and friends emotionally.

Those of us who are "unwaged" stay at home mums are dependant on our husbands and partners for everything, yet own nothing in our own right. We are, at times, despised and envied, as it is assumed we must be "loaded", as we didn't return to work. Yet often, our jobs would have left us no better off, after we paid child care and transport! Or as in my case, I would not have seen my son if I had returned to work, a I did 5 ten hour days a week.

Recently I sent for a job description only to discover that it involved 8am-6pm and 6 days a week. By the time I got home, the nanny I would have to hire, would have put baby to bed. I would have had family time on a Sunday only. Is there point in that??Especially as after I'd paid the nanny I would have had about £100 a week left! (and half of that I guess I'd need for guilty-working -mom-syndrome therapy!)

As it is, we MSM's are growing in numbers, as I tentatively ask around, I learn that I am not the only Mum left home alone all day. There are quite a few of us!!!

Sometimes too when Dads return form business trips away or don't see baby awake all week, they make assumptions that aren't correct and a rules at the weekend that don't fit the programme. This confuses the child, and annoys mummy. I am not talking about my own husband here, but about all commuter dads. (And divorced Dads I imagine too)

Of course we are grateful that Daddy has a job, that he earns enough to support us, that we then can stay home and bring up baby- but it can be lonely and sometimes soul destroying. If you want to recognise an MSM it is easy, we are the ones after 4pm wandering the parks, mooching at the swings and slides, sat in the cafes, trawling the town centre, the supermarket aisles- anywhere but home. Even in the rain! (Or home writing a blog whilst stir crazed toddler climbs the walls , destroys the soft furnishings? or plays the same musical flashing toy ad nauseam?)

Why do we go out? (We maybe don't want the house wrecked???) Well because for most mums dinner time is 4pm, and as Daddy is home at 6pm, time enough supper, for tidy up and bath. For us, MSM's however, Daddy is home sooo much later that dinner time is pushed to 6pm. So after nap ends at 3pm what can we do to amuse baby till bed time? All the afternoon activities have ended by 3.15, so that mums of older children can collect them from school. We have no where to go.

If there is an enterprising mum out there with a bit of start up capital, lets start a club or chilled afternoon activity, or child friendly cafe/playgroup anything! from 4-5 for the MSM's! then neither we nor the kids will go mental, mummy can relax and baby can let off steam.

Or.... start a post -school "baby helper service" for teenagers to come and help out, a bit like au-pairs, for a couple of hours, play with baby while mummy has a break or does the ironing or cooking in peace?

Until then though we will still be exhausted, it is a hell of a long day!

Saturday, 14 November 2009

Creepy Christmas at Camps



Now then, everyone in Camps knows I LOVE LOVE LOVE the shop, it is my Mecca, my spiritual home..... A haven of style and Chic, Newbury's answer to Harvey Nicks, Daaahling.

This posting is distasteful- but so is Camps Santa, look away now if you don't want to spoil the magic of Christmas......


and I believe in equality in the work place (and fairies)

BUT WHAT IS THIS ??? Spotted lurking in their window display. And is that a whip it is wielding? Or a fishing rod??

It has to be female? or eunuch? (looking at its face) Certainly under age? (It must have lied on its application form?) Though I'm not sure either what lurks in its velveteen trousers??? (S)he certainly is excited about Xmas!!! (Perhaps it is an hermaphrodite?) Maybe its jolly belly that wobbled like a plate full of jelly just slipped?

Is it a Barbara Windsor doll???

Please, I'm not racist, ageist, sexist or homophobic, beautyist, heightist or anti-xmas, but whoever hired the creepy santa should be fired. Though I don't think they can fire this er, whatever it is, (S)he probably could sue them under the equal opportunity act.

Though I'm sure santa's job description should, read "Male, Old, Fat, Jolly, Bearded, Bespecktacled, List 99 checked." Perhaps in today's world, his new millennium contract merely said
"Wanted, someone to work 9 weeks of the year, any age, height, weight, sex , no qualifications required. Red uniform and fake beard provided, must like children (and kinky black boots), Mince pie eater preferred but not necessary. Owing to health and safety regs, no longer required to : squeeze down chimney, work with reindeer or other animals (Foot & mouth hazard) or sit in grotto."

Or is it the Christmas fairy in the wrong costume?

Come on Camps, I am intrigued..... (As well as more than a bit creeped out). UUUGhhhh..... What the hell is it? Where did you get it? and why didn't you send it back? Or did it land in the VueFO?

The starship Enterprise


Welcome to the 21st Century.......Fox
Let's play a game.
Where in the world am I?




Captains log, Saturday Afternoon, 14th November 2009.
go on hum the tune!!! woowo, wooowoowoo woo wooooooooo,
Where is EVERYBODY??? and where am I ? any clue yet??

Ok a clue, from the outside it looks like an UFO, inside the crew are all transfixed, staring at their screens. ......
Congratulations!!!! You got it!! I'm enjoying the NEW Vue Venue. Love it or hate it, I am a movie mad momma and I can't help myself.

NEW bury in deed. It is official, we are no longer an historic market town, we are URBAN MAN. No, We are Megga Urban, man.

So, just as we, as a family, have finally shaken off our metropolis coating, and exposed our gentler rural centres, gotten in touch with Mother Earth, and chilled out, stopped rushing about, slowed our pace and started to "stop to smell the roses"? Now we have to urban up again, or move further into the sticks.
Am I ready for cow pats and muddy wellies yet? Perhaps it is good fortune that I had just packed my sling backs and high heels into storage and not donated them all to charity yet.

If this keeps growing, we will have our own metro underground like Newcastle, linking us to Reading and Southampton? Then imagine.....

How long will it take before we stop chatting to and greeting strangers? stop smiling at people we barely know? till we start clinging to our handbags, keeping our gaze focused firmly on the pavement, and mistrust everyone including our own kids? How long before old folks fear to go shopping, women fear to use car parks, and nobody dares go out after dark unless in a car or taxi? How long before beer cans litter the park, (Especially after a showing of the Big Screen in the Pavilion) and needles litter the gutters, Kids avoid the parks and open spaces because of the "dodgy people" that hang out there.

You think I'm joking? I lived in one of the smartest, areas of London, and it was just like that.

Park way

Parkway? No way?

My husband informs me that Parkway will NOT look like this. That town planners have learned from previous town centre mistakes......
Yeah, I'm kind of laughing and cringing at once.
I am now cruelly thinking up all kinds of legal torture methods to inflict on him if he is wrong. (Making him shop there is probably the worst punishment??)
This particularly hideous development spoils the otherwise beautiful, historic Abingdon. Shame on you Abingdon town planners!!!

Art in the park

OK so it isn't in the park. This subway has a different "design" every month. The council must fork out a fortune. They remove the graffiti, and another spray can kid comes along..... every month.
If anyone recognises it as their mates, or their handy work, can I put in a request?
Can we have something actually decorative and tasteful? something that shows your skills to a full advantage? You know this is not your best work.
If they painted something really cool or attractive, we could save a fortune on council tax, by leaving it there? Or maybe a competition should be held for the best design, and the kids could have a panel each and spray a really worthwhile piece of street art?

Reuse, Reduce,Recycle,


Santa has gone eco friendly!
HOHOHO it's santa's Charity shop, second hand, kitchen!!!
A bargain, just hope he can get it down the chimney!





Santa refuel here please, our "reused", donated petrol station & shop front.





Hohoho, no idea what this is called but Toddler-son loves it!! Again 2nd hand.




That will be a double fronted kitchen, with hob and sink, oven and fridge.

Note the fridge is Mother -hubbard- bare, any donations of play food, (or instructions on how to knit, or make out of clay/etc please comment below!!) crockery or pots and pans, second hand, donated or for a fee to charity, you know where to send them!!

I hope to inspire those mummies who are thinking..."can we really go that route? shouldn't we be spending a small fortune to show them we love them?" "NO NO NO" says eco santa, show them you love them by saving the planet for them!!!
Yule tide greetings to all readers.

Gratitude for those who came home safe!


At this time of year the tribute emails start to do the rounds for the troops, in Afghanistan, to remember the widows, the children of the fallen, and the soldiers themselves, who did not come back. To say prayers for them. For the first time in my blogging history, I write on behalf of my husband as well as myself.

If you are reading this M, we are so glad you are home!, safe and in one piece!!!! (Little jubilant, gleeful dance)

Our prayers are now for the families of those still over there, that they too will come home safely, and to those yet to go, keep safe.