Friday, 8 June 2012

rain in hell

Thursday, 7 June 2012

Engineer managed to retrieve clothes from holiday cottage washer.  Hell continues

Grump

I am really coming to loathe holidays, and will have to go through them at least once a year for the next few years for the sake of little bear.

I am really into medieval history.  I love it, read university standard text books about it, I could get lost in it.  Pickering has a church with medieval paintings in it.  I managed to see them once in the years we went.  Things are much the same in Whitby. 

When we get home I think I am going to have to cut down on the blog, and I may have to abandon the writing for a bit.  I am not particularly happy about that, but that's the way that the cookie is crumbling. 

On the bright side, I am feeling healthier than I have for  years and I have walked miles in the last few weeks.

Wednesday, 6 June 2012

Bracing myself for little bear

I cannot express how much I loathe typing on a laptop instead of a pc without using the sort of words that are completely unsuitable for a blog with what I hope is family appeal.  I would have to go so far beyond even standard f words - I hate hate hate typing on a laptop.  I can do about three words a minute and the key I press the most is the backspace key.  Grrrrrr

I may have a bit less tolerance than normal as little bear has set up my day in a particulary grim way.  Yesterday I let him go and play on the 'House of Mouse' on Whitby front near the harbour.  I sat on the nearby bench and gritted my teeth for over an hour as he hurtled round a small fun house the size of two static caravans one on top of the other.  It was decorated with Disney figures, but I am fairly confident that it isn't official Disney products.  So for the vast sum of £1.50 little bear could hurtle round and round and round a very small space for an unlimited time.  I could sit in the cold wind for an unlimited time. 

Today little bear wants to go back for two hours.  Two long, cold and damp hours with a hint of rain.  What joy.  I will be taking a book, but I know I won't be able to keep concentration as I will be watching out, just in case.  The agreement for two hours was part of an extended negotiated settlement that meant he actually got into bed at a reasonable hour.  He will enjoy that time sooooo much, it seems a shame to deny him.  I shall just shiver and hope it stays dry.

I have tried to persuade little bear that in return he will come and see the museum with me, but I don't think that one is going to fly.  When I first suggested it little bear just burst out laughing.  "Don't be silly," He said.  "The museum is in Leeds."  He is completely unconvinced that there can be more than one museum in the world, and I feel I have significantly failed him  Small town museums can be gloriously eclectic and eccentric.  The independent museum in Pickering is brilliant and lots of fun.  Perhaps OH could have a session with little bear while I sneaked off to the museum, but he is coming down with a sore throat.

I also hope to sneak off long enough to get some fish from a fish shop in Whitby, and hopefully cook it in a way that doesn't involve just bunging it in the oven with milk and butter.  The smoke alarms haven't gone off when OH cooked bacon, so I am confident that it may be possible to fry something here.  I shall see how it goes. 

Tuesday, 5 June 2012

1000 Household hints

I purchased a book called 1000 Household hints from a charity shop for £1, taking a gamble that I may save more than £1 with the information in it. 

The first section is about knitting and sewing, with lots of useful hints and tips, like saving a shirt and cutting it up and hemming it for handkerchiefs.  This assumes that the reader is not afraid of their sewing machine.  Unfortunately I am terrified. 

I am sure that there will be further use later on, though. 

On holiday

I am posting from a laptop.  I loathe laptop keyboards with a passion.  However I thought I would pop in and say that we are here, in Whitby, and I haven't bought fresh fish yet. 

Little bear is being very good, and has been remarkably well behaved, he is looking gorgeous.  I have managed to keep the sun off him, such as it has been, but he is not quie as pale. 

All in all, could be a lot worse!  Even when it will rain we have a load of stuff we can be doing, and a good base from which to do it! 

And there is even an offer on darling father's favourite whisky in the local shop - that has to be a bonus!

Friday, 1 June 2012

Need to prioritise

I have been rather hammered by the vomiting bug, and have managed to pull some muscles during the whole experience so now I can't cough, sneeze or laugh.  And with evil cat, darling father and little bear, being able to laugh is very necessary.

We go on holiday tomorrow.  The house will never have been ready anyway, because it was appalling, despite the good work I managed on Monday.  However I had hoped to be a little further forward with clothes washed/ironed. 

I also need to go through the cupboards and see what will keep.  Then I need to get everything set out nicely for Nice Mr Next Door who will be taking his life in his hands and feeding evil cat.  Actually she quite likes Nice Mr Next Door but she has certainly walloped him in the past, and one time while we were away she drew blood. 

And furthermore, I need to get the carpet underneath little bear's table disinfected.  Not only is little bear a generous distributor of crumbs, he also leaves things for evil cat to steal to eat under his table.  And darling father feeds evil cat from his plate for her to eat under little bear's table.  The sooner I can afford laminate there the better, but I am getting some skull and crossbones oil cloth under there when we get back, in the hope that it will act like a crumb tray.


We don't actually have to leave here particularly early, as we are not going particularly far.  So some things can be postponed until tomorrow.  And I don't really need to order any food as we will be just five minutes on the flat away from a large Co-op.  But I do need to get a supermarket order in for when we get back, as I am not sure what will be happening.  And to add to the mix, OH is off the week following, so I won't get anything done then either. 

I have no idea what to do first.  I think I need a strong lunch and then I think I will get the clothes sorted.  Onward and upward!