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Birthday cake, Taboo and Dog Saliva Downward Dog

February 19, 2017

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It’s amazing how quickly time flies! And it’s true what they say: the older you get the quicker time passes. I cannot believe that 12 years ago I gave birth to my daughter. Where have the last 12 years gone??  It seemed like yesterday she was a wee scrap of a thing and now she’s nearly the same height as me with the same size feet! I’m not sure if she’s stopped growing. I’m 5’8″, but her dad was 5’11” and my dad is 6’2″ so she could stretch some more. Gone is the little girl with the blond curls that I used to sit on my lap. Now she’s a gorgeous looking pre-teen (I am, of course, biaised!) with legs up to her ears and the attitude of a 20-something (it’s wearing, as all parents know, to have a daughter who thinks she knows more than I do). Anyway, my beloved girl is 12…sigh! They really do grow up too quickly!

The cake above is an ‘aerial’ shot of her birthday cake and it was taken at its best angle. I say this because when I sliced the cake open and put jam in the middle, I replaced the top the wrong way round and it ended up a bit wonky. It looked like someone with a very small posterior had sat on it. Anyway, she and I decorated it and it didn’t look so bad. She finished it off and I think did a brilliant job. It tasted great when we ate it at her birthday lunch attended by we three and my mum and dad.

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This young man was a lodger here this week. He’s my parents’ dog and he’s a Bichon Frise/Poodle cross called Winston. He’s only five months old and is adorable. He stayed over to allow my mum and dad to have a day out in Edinburgh. They like to go different places, but it can be difficult with the wee fella to look after. Anyway, Winston had a ball. He gets on really well with my dogs, especially Millie with whom he’s having a bit of a love affair. I caught them lying on the floor facing each other. Then they licked each other’s mouths and gazed lovingly into their respective big brown eyes. I kid you not. Poor Casper was a bit of a gooseberry during Winston’s stay and was a little bit jealous. He engaged Winnie in a lot of rough play fighting (which Winnie seemed to enjoy, but Millie didn’t). Anyway, when it got a bit too rough, Millie stepped in to ‘rescue’ Winnie and it ended up in a real fight between Casper and Millie. Yes, it was a noisy time, but this house is never quiet anyway! There are only some rare occasions when I can actually hear the television!

 

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As I write this, my attention is half on the television which is showing a recording of The Remains of the Day starring Emma Thompson and Anthony Hopkins. I love any films linked to Merchant Ivory. They are always beautiful to watch and it’s so easy to succumb to their warmth and charm (my favourite is A Room With a View). I’m enjoying this one which I recorded ages ago and am only now watching. It’s a nice film.

 

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Just finished watching the latest episode of Taboo. I wasn’t sure about it at first, but am really enjoying it now. Can’t wait for the next one. Tom Hardy is great in the lead role, very menacing and moody. Is he as evil as he makes himself out to be or just a lost soul? Hmmm. Excellent cast and a great story.

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I started doing yoga again, but it’s not been as easy as I thought it would be. The poses are fine…I’m doing gentle yoga so it’s really a beginner’s DVD I’m following. However, the difficulty part is to do with my dogs who seem to think that when I’m lying on the ground or doing Downward Dog it’s time to play or be pounced on or have my face licked, which I really hate (I’ve seen where those mouths have been!). Anyway, my aim is to improve and hopefully tone up…pouncing dogs or no!

Right I am going to finish up here and say adieu until next time!

Dawn xxx

 

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Little Mix Magic, the Mattress Drama and Trying to Get ‘Me Time’

February 13, 2017
A poor pic taken from a distance, but it gives you an idea of what Little Mix Magic look like!

A poor pic taken from a distance, but it gives you an idea of what Little Mix Magic look like!

You know when you go to an event and it’s better than you thought it would be? Well me and the kids went to see Little Mix Magic (a Little Mix tribute band) at The Commodore Hotel in Helensburgh last night and it was great. It was a fundraiser for a local dance school and we had a brilliant time. The band were amazing. I cannot tell you how good these girls were, they had fantastic voices, and they were so good with the (many, many) little girls and older girls who were there to see them. They spent ages at the end of the night having their photos taken with the kids and giving them autographs. Fab night. Excellent band. Recommend them.

The real Little Mix.

The real Little Mix.

Anyway, back to reality. Sorry this post is a little late this week. I have no other excuse other than I forgot about it until yesterday and decided to wait until we’d been out last night.

This past week has been just the ‘same old, same old’. Nothing much has been happening except Casper chewed a corner out of my brand new hall rug. It was literally down for ten minutes and the wee pest had decided that real wool was a lovely snack. He kept doing it so I’ve had to take the rug up. It’s currently rolled up in the room I use as a study. Sigh.

We also took delivery yesterday of new mattresses for our beds. This isn’t that interesting in itself, except for the drama of trying to get my super king mattress upstairs. Luckily the delivery men did this for me, but it took them ages and they were both sweating heavily by the end of it. I felt a bit guilty about it. If I had had any cash on me, I’d have given them a tenner for their trouble…it was that bad! However, I’m a bit like the queen – I never carry cash. Well, I do very briefly and then the kids clean me out! Anyway, I didn’t have anything to give them…sorry guys! They were so good about getting it upstairs for me.  * Additional note: I shouldn’t have laughed…me and the girl nearly killed ourselves trying to get my old mattress down from upstairs. It was a difficult job.

We went shopping with my mum on Saturday. It’s the girl’s birthday next week (she’ll be 12) and she wanted to go shopping with her gran. We met my mum at Braehead and me and the boy were duly dismissed as she happily went off with granny. While they were away, the boy and I did a bit of shopping of our own. Anyway, an hour later we all met up and the girl was delighted with all the new clothes her granny (and grampa, although he wasn’t there) had bought her. Thankfully my mum was there to stop her picking up inappropriate for her age clothes. The girl just loves clothes, and the tartier the better it feels!

This week, the kids are off. It’s yet another school holiday and already they’ve been bickering. Sigh. I don’t have any plans for this week other than doing a wee birthday lunch for the girl. I think we will just take it easy. I have stacks of stuff to do around the house plus I want a bit of ‘me’ time too!! There’s a bubble bath with my name on it tonight!!

Films I’ve seen this week include: the new Jason Bourne movie which I liked, Bundle of Joy (Eddie Fisher was a rubbish actor, nice voice though – I think this was a remake of a Ginger Rogers movie, it certainly reminds me of one of hers), The Princess Diaries II and Robinson Crusoe. Have finished reading the first two Flambards books and am looking around for something new to read.

Right, am going to leave this here and say adieu to you…and you and you and you (sorry a bit of The Sound of Music crept in there!). Til next time!

Dawn xxx

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Comfort Eating, Nora and Bridget Jones’ Baby

February 2, 2017

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Oh I’ve been tired this week. I don’t know what it is, but I’ve not been sleeping at all well. Well, I do know what caused some of it – the girl shouting out at 2am ‘Where’s the toilet roll?’ and I took an allergic reaction another night which caused me to be wheezy and unable to breathe properly. I think it was either a reaction to Casper (whom I am slightly allergic to) or the feather duvet cover. Hmmm.

Anyway, I am not my usual sparky self this week and lack of sleep has meant I have not been eating that healthily either. I’ve been using food to keep me awake at work. What I haven’t done, I am pleased to say, is slip back into the habit of drinking fizzy drinks. I am afraid that if I have even one I will go back to drinking it every day. Instead, I stick to water (hark me being all evangelical!).

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Talking of cutting things out, I have been trying to lose a bit of weight, but despite my best efforts (okay, it wasn’t my best efforts but those glasses of wine were for medicinal purposes…ie to stave off the headaches caused by my kids battling with each other), I have only lost a couple of pounds in about three weeks. Sigh. I have been exercising more thanks to my beloved Fitbit, which I am still enamoured with. I know what the next step is, but I don’t really want to do it: cut out alcohol! I enjoy a glass of wine. However, I do need to get rid of the stubborn flotation ring that has developed around my middle. Sigh. I think I may have a glass of wine and think about it! J

So, where are we this week? I finished reading Nora Ephron’s Crazy Salad in the wee small hours last night – I was up all wheezy and decided to read while I was waiting for an antihistamine tablet to kick in. I’ve been reading this book since the weekend and loving it. It’s made up of pieces of work she did in the early 70s and it’s really interesting not just from the fact that she is a compelling teller of tales, but for the historical side of things as some of the articles talk about the women’s movement and the Watergate scandal.

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Now I’m back to the dilemma all we bibliophiles have and that is: what am I going to read next? It may sound simple to someone who does not love books as much as I do, but it’s not. There are certain factors to take into consideration:  what mood am I in? Light reading, heavier fiction or something non-fiction? What’s the weather like outside? I can’t read a heavier book when it’s sunny outside, it just doesn’t feel comfortable. I know that sounds mad, but have you ever tried to read Wuthering Heights on the Costa Brava? It’s impossible because you can’t get into the foul weather in the novel when it’s 90 degrees where you are and the weather is an integral part of the story. Am I hungry and trying to lose weight? Then all books about food or mentioning food are out cos that will make me hungrier and then I might eat something I shouldn’t. Okay, there’s 100% chance I will do this, so food books are OUT. Do I take a chance and read an author I’ve never read before or should I stick to one I love? Should I re-read a favourite book or take up something new? Honestly, sometimes I’m stuck in front of my (numerous) bookshelves feeling overwhelmed with indecision. Eventually I’ll just pluck something off the shelf and hope for the best! This sometimes works. Other times it doesn’t.

Anyway, there are worst decisions folk have to make in life than choosing which book to read and (secretly) I often love the dilemma!

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Now on to films I’ve seen recently and it was one I absolutely loved. Bridget Jones’s Baby is very funny and, I’m so glad to see, is as good as the previous two. It did, however, make me sad to watch it on DVD in my living room because the Bridget Jones films were films Ian and I used to go to the cinema to watch together. We used to hoot with laughter at it. They were some of the first films we saw together and always remind me of him. It’s weird the things that do trigger memories of my beloved. Anyway, I enjoyed the film none-the-less and cheered when she finally married the man of her dreams and had her baby! I will not spoil it for those who have not seen the film. There are two men to pick from. I’m just glad she got the one she did.

The kids and I had a relatively quiet weekend last weekend and I’m really glad we did. I am still tackling the mountain of washing, but have taken an executive decision that the ever growing pile of ironing will be sent out. It’s amazing how liberating taking such a decision is. I know: I am sad, but I hate being chained to the ironing board and don’t see why I should when there is a perfectly good company staffed by perfectly nice people who will do it for me. There: onerous job done.

Right, time to finish here and say my adieus. Til next time,

Dawn xxx

 

 

 

 

 

 

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New post on Fiction Writers’ Friend

January 28, 2017

Hi

I’ve come back to writing my blog on writing and there’s a new post on my other blog (which was set up for folk who want to write). Get it here.

 

Dawn xxx

 

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Inconceivable! Fitbitting, Laundry and Finishing The Princess Bride

January 26, 2017
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I have bought a Fitbit and have become totally obsessed with it. This is a good thing because it’s making me more active and a bad thing because I’ve slightly fallen in love with it. Okay, I’m totally in love with it. I know I’m late coming to this gadget – folk have had them for a year or so – but now I’m one of the gang, it’s great: I must check my stats at least five times a day. Added to that is that I’m doing a walking challenge at work so I have that website to update too. Having a little gadget on your wrist telling you to do more activities might seem like a horrible thing to some, but I like it. It’s sort of comforting to know that this strip of black cares that you need to be healthier. It’s become a sort of pet. Sad, I know.

Anyway, how’s your week been? Mine has been alright. Just working and staring forlornly at the twin mountains of ‘Dirty Washing’ and ‘Ironing Pile’. It’s surprising how well I manage to ignore the latter. As regular readers of this blog will know, I hate ironing and will do almost anything to get out of it. My ironing is currently sitting in a massive pile (one on a chair and one in a basket) in the living room taunting me as I write, but years of putting this activity off has lead me to almost not see it as watch telly or read books or write this blog in this room. I cannot, however, ignore the mountain of ‘Dirty Washing’ as it’s lying festering on the kitchen floor. Normally I can keep up with my washing, but because I gutted the boy’s room (uncovering a large secret treasure of dirty pants, socks, jeans, t-shirts and other items of clothing) and found the missing clothes, it’s a huge pile again. Sigh.

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Still I will not become depressed by it. I’ve just come in from taking the dogs a walk along the riverside and it was fab. Despite it being quite cold outside, the sun in shining and all seems well in the world today. It’s my favourite type of winter’s day: cold to the point that it’s almost frosty, but sunny and clear. If I didn’t have my house to clean and the two mountains to tackle, I would say today is almost perfect. The dogs loved it too…they had a good old run about and found lots of interesting sniffs on the beach and in the grassy areas. I let Casper off the lead because he is a good boy and comes back. I kept Millie on the lead because she is a wee besom who will not do as she’s told…ever. I let both of them off the lead last weekend and myself and the boy spent about half an hour trying to get Millie to come back. We only caught her when she stopped to pee. Just as well she is so cute!!

Talking of Casper, we in this house have decided he is actually a cat in disguise as he loves walking along and lying on the arms and backs of my Chesterfield sofa and chairs. The girl also caught him climbing on the bookcase next to our sofa. Is this  normal for a Yorkie? I don’t think so. Millie we already know to be a bit of a climber. If it wasn’t for the dog breath and terrible pong when they let off, I would suspect the both of them were cats in disguise! 🙂

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The Princess Bride – Carey Elwes and Robin Wright are Westley and Buttercup.

I had a bit of a heavy heart yesterday…I finished reading The Princess Bride. Westley and Buttercup no more. I really enjoyed the book. William Goldman is a great writer and I loved his interactions with the reader in his role as ‘editor of the original text’. Basically the book starts off with Goldman saying he’s abridging a favourite book of his from childhood called The Princess Bride which has been written by another (fictional) writer. And in between the story itself (which the film is quite an accurate version of), he intersperses the action with comments from himself. It’s a lovely lovely book and now on my list of books I will read many many times.

I’ve also finished Relish, so am now in a quandary about what to read next! There’s no problem about books in this house (I am lucky enough to have loads), just which order to read them all in. Oh dear, I will have to spend a happy half an hour scouring my bookshelves tonight! That’ll be torture…not!

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Joy of joys, Miss Pettigrew’s Home for Peculiar Children was finally released on DVD and we watched over two nights this week. I wasn’t gushing about it after seeing it in the cinema, but I was right about it being a grower on me. Really enjoyed it. Eva Green is great in the lead role. It’s a lovely film. Scary in bits, but lovely.

Right, I hear my washing machine winding up it’s latest programme so I must go and bravely scale Mount Dirty Washing and then clean the house from top to bottom because it desperately needs it. Til next time!

Dawn xxxx

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Throwing Cartons of Orange Juice and Florence Foster Jenkins

January 19, 2017
Washing day - not my washing day, my washing day is every day and there's mountains of it!

Washing day – not my washing day, my washing day is every day and there’s mountains of it!

Things have quietened down lately and thank goodness. For a while there, myself and the kids were dining out rather a lot, which is good for seeing friends and family, but not great for the pocket.

However, while we’ve been going out less, the house has not been peaceful thanks to my kids fighting with each other. Sigh. They bicker over everything. A lot of the time it’s the girl’s fault because she just loves winding her wee brother up. However on Sunday she was definitely not to blame for the major temper tantrum the boy took because she was blocking they way into the fridge (see, you don’t get between a nine-year-old kid and his lunch!). He battered her, she battered him and then he took a carton of orange juice from the fridge and threw it at her. It missed and bounced off the wall, spraying sticky orange juice everywhere. I – to coin a Glasgow phrase – managed to ‘keep the heid’ and made him clean it up. I took his precious tablet off him, banned him from the PlayStation and told him to go to his room, which he did stomping as loudly as he could on the way up muttering how he hated his sister, it was all her fault, she made him do it (unless she can suddenly do magic, she didn’t) and claiming he hated his life. The bedroom door was slammed shut.

I left him there to stew for an hour whilst I ate a piece of (medicinal) cheesecake and drank tea in front of the telly with the dogs (who were recovering from the shock of seeing the boy in a rage – I think they were also relieved he wasn’t throwing orange juice at them!).

Victorian celebrity chef Alexis Soyer - more on him later.

Victorian celebrity chef Alexis Soyer – more on him later.

Talking of the dogs, Casper went in to get a wee op last week. I decided, after much deliberation, to get him castrated. The vet said it would be better for him as he wouldn’t get upset if he sensed a bitch was on heat. I hated taking him – just like I hated when I got Millie done – and felt a crumb when I left him in the capable hands of our vet (who is a very nice guy and great with animals). I can still feel the dog’s accusing little eyes boring into me as I left him. Anyway, he was there for the day and myself and the boy picked him up around 4pm. As we sat in the waiting area, Casper must have heard us talking because we could certainly hear him barking and whining for us. I was relieved to see him looking well, if a little comical in his plastic collar (the ‘collar of shame’). He needed to wear it until today when he got a check up with the vet (he’s doing well), but it didn’t seem to bother him that much.

Far from missing him during that day, Millie didn’t seem at all upset that her pal wasn’t with her. She played and ran about as usual. Totally different from when she went in to get hers when Casper was bereft (we’re talking lying about, ears down, whining occasionally and looking like he was about to burst into tears) until she came back to us. She was, however, much more jumpy and barky than usual, so deep down I think she was missing him.

Nora Ephron who's 'Heartburn' is excellent.

Nora Ephron whose ‘Heartburn’ is excellent.

On Saturday, I began the onerous task of cleaning out the boy’s room. I did a good clean of it about two months ago, but decided it really needed a deep clean especially as he’d really messed it up and it was really bad again. Put it this way, you couldn’t see any carpet because of the toys, dirty clothes and rubbish he had strewn all over the floors and under the bed. I did about two hours on Saturday and then all afternoon on Sunday. We took out around 12 bin bags full of rubbish and old toys that were too young for him. I took a bin bag full of old clothes and two bin bags full of books to the charity bins. I took down a huge amount of dirty washing and it’s currently lying on the floor at the washing machine waiting to be washed…sigh. It is amazing how much clothing I took out of that room…I had no idea how much he actually had. We also found two pairs of new jeans still in the wrappers (he claimed last week he had no jeans!), numerous dirty pants (ew) and a new coat scrunched up into a ball. He is a lazy little…(insert appropriate word here). He actually had the cheek to complain that he hated the smell of his room and was astounded when I said it was all his own fault for leaving dirty clothes and mouldy bits of food lying around.

Don’t worry, I made the boy help, although it’s debatable that he actually made a lot of impact on the clear up…he spent a good bit of his time ‘seeing how the dogs were’, reading things he’d found, finding old toys and looking for parts and generally wasting time going to the toilet and for glasses of water.

He has been warned that if he ever gets his room in that mess again, he will be punished…I just need to take his tablet off him and ban him from the PlayStation to punish him. Ah technology, so bad for kids in many ways, but great for parents in others.

Currently reading: am coming to the end of ‘Relish’, the biography of Alexis Soyer, the Jamie Oliver of the Victorian era and I’ve really enjoyed it. What a character that man was. I’m surprised no one has ever made a tv series or film about his life. He was so interesting and larger than life. This book gets ten out of ten for me.

I have also just finished  ‘Heartburn’ by Nora Ephron which is a novel loosely based on her divorce from her second husband after she caught him cheating on her. I loved it. Nora has such a fab way with words, everything has a comical slant on it despite the pain this period of her life obviously caused her…she is so witty and a talented observer of people.

Meryl Streep as Florence Foster Jenkins.

Meryl Streep as Florence Foster Jenkins.

 

And the real Florence Foster Jenkins.

And the real Florence Foster Jenkins.

Films: I haven’t watched any good films lately but have Suite Francaise and Florence Foster Jenkins to watch. Can’t wait.

Telly: like many others, I waited with baited breath for the return of Sherlock and was disappointed with the first one. I watched last week’s episode and I quite liked it. I know a lot of people didn’t and thought it was pretentious, but I found it interesting.

A scene from Suite Francaise.

A scene from Suite Francaise.

Writing: I’ve not been great at keeping up with the writing lately. I don’t know why because I was going great guns in the run up to Christmas. I think having the break has put me off going back to it plus I have been feeling really tired and fed up lately. I put that down to returning to work and coming off caffeine (which gave me a tremendous headache all last week). Anyway, I feel much better this week so really don’t have a good excuse not to get back behind the keyboard. I just have to start!

Okay, I am going to finish here for just now and go off an do some writing (and not procrastinate or find an excuse for not writing like doing the washing or the dishes or shouting at the kids for trying to kill each other). Til next time!

Dawn xx

 

 

 

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Socialising, Reading and Watching Films…

January 7, 2017
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Kilmahew Castle

 

Well it’s 2017 at last. I thought 2016 would never end. It seemed to drag on forever…not that I think things will suddenly be amazing because we are in a new year, but I am hoping life will get a little bit better, a little bit easier.

Anyway, how’s things with you all? Hope you had a lovely Christmas and New Year! We had a quieter week this week – thank goodness! – with my parents and Ian’s brother coming over for New Year’s Day dinner. We had a lovely time and my parents stayed over. I gave them my bed – well they are in their early 70s, couldn’t have them lying on a blow up bed – and I slept downstairs. I was up early the next morning to let the dogs out, but unfortunately wasn’t quick enough when they came back in again. Casper (our Yorkie) was past me like a whippet and up the stairs before I could protest. I heard his little feet dart along the corridor and into my bedroom. There was a cry of surprise and then I heard my dad say: “All right Casper I’ve had enough kisses.” The wee monkey had leapt onto the bed, waking my poor mum and lavishing my dad with licks. Luckily they have their own dog, Winston (who was also woken by the little scamp) and were laughing at Casper’s antics. We had a leisurely breakfast (a fry up) before all wrapping up and walking up to Kilmahew Castle which is a ruined castle near to where I live.  We were out about two hours and the sun shone the entire time. Kilmahew is situated on top of the hill and the views up there are stunning. It may have been a beautiful day, but it was really muddy underfoot and the three dogs were caked in mud by the time they got home. Thank God for our outside tap which took the worst of it off before we allowed the shivering trio into the house! All three dogs and my kids were exhausted after the walk, but all of us enjoyed it. It certainly blew the cobwebs away!

What else have we been up to? Well, we met my stepkids for lunch on Wednesday in Glasgow and it was lovely to see them. J has been in Australia for the last year (coming back shortly before his dad died and then returning about a week after Ian’s funeral). He came home for Christmas, surprising his mum and sister, so it was great he came for lunch with us so we could see him too.

I hosted a small brunch get together with some friends on Friday. I see these ladies most Fridays anyway, but I wanted to do something to mark the end of the holidays. Plus one of them had put on an excellent spread for me the week before and I wanted to repay the compliment. I opted for a continental brekkie with bread, ham, cheese and pates. Of course there were cream cakes for afters…well it wouldn’t be a normal Friday morning if there wasn’t!!

This weekend we’re having a quiet time because I still feel the need to chill out before returning to work. In saying that, I never really chill out properly, there’s always so much to do around the house. Today I did a couple of washings, sorted out the ironing which I’ll do tomorrow, did a shop, took the dogs out for a walk, tidied up and filled the small skip I’ve hired to take away the large pile of rubbish that was heaping up around the back of the house. Our council, in their wisdom, decided to go to three week uplifts for our general waste which would have been good if it had started at another time of year and NOT just before Christmas AND if they had given us more notice and not the week we got. If I had had more notice, I could have worked harder to reduce our waste. Instead, because I now have only one bin (instead of two) that is emptied every three weeks, the waste has been building up in binbags in our garden. Sigh. I could have taken it all down to the dump – indeed I started to do that – but it stunk my car out, so I opted for the skip. I am hoping that if I start with a clean slate, I’ll be able to not overfill our general waste bin from now on…that’s the plan anyway, whether that works that way or not remains to be seen. I do try my best. I do recycle. I fill two large recycling bins with recycled waste. I understand why the council are doing this: it’s to meet government targets and, let’s face it, save money. However, just asking householders to reduce their waste isn’t enough…they need to work with supermarkets and other industries to get them to stop using as much packaging in the first place. I mean why do my bananas have to be packaged in a poly bag??

Anyway, enough of my ranting. I will see how it goes.

On a happier note, it’s time to talk about the books I’ve been reading lately. Am about to finish John Mullan’s What Matters in Jane Austen? which is a look at her novels in more detail and why things happen as they do. As an Austen fan, I’m really enjoying it.

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The Wolves of Willoughby Chase - images from the film.

The Wolves of Willoughby Chase – images from the film.

 

Also recently read The Wolves of Willoughby Chase by Joan Aitken which is a lovely kids book and one I’ve been meaning to read since I saw the film some years ago. Am hoping my kids may read it…will certainly be pushing it forward to them. I finished it the other day (sigh, I hate finishing books I’m enjoying reading) and started Arthur Ransome’s Swallows and Amazons simply because I never read it as a child and felt it was a book I should read. It’s a lovely book and I’m really enjoying it.

Regarding films, I’ve been watching all the Harry Potter movies over the last couple of weeks (and I love them still!). I’ve basically been recording films and watching them a little while later and one of those was a surprising hit with me called Albert Nobbs. It’s set in Victorian Dublin and stars Glenn Close as a woman who dresses as a man to work as a waiter in a posh hotle in the city. She meets a painter and it’s this meeting that opens up a whole new world of possibilities for her. I’ll not say anything more as I don’t want to spoil this film for you, but it is a wonderful film. It’s got a great cast and a great script and I loved it.

Glen Close as Albert Nobbs.

Glen Close as Albert Nobbs.

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Right on that note, I will have to end it here. The lightbulb has gone on one of the upper hall lights and the boy is pestering me to get it changed because he can’t sleep if it’s not on. Til next time!

Dawn xxx

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