Little T is a huge Roary the Racing Car fan & while we don’t watch tv regularly in our house, he requests Roary whenever he goes to my parents house & – grandparents prerogative – they usually say yes!
The voice of Big Chris, who is the mechanic in the show is narrated by Peter Kay & it is a proper broad northern accent, as you would expect. Continue reading
One of my friends bought Little T a DVD of Tractor Ted for his birthday last year & he loves it. Another favourite in our household are the ‘Harvest’ programmes that were on the BBC at the end of the summer, so it’s fair to say he has more than a passing interest in farming, which Mr T’s family are very pleased with.
Little T goes to my parents-in-law every Wednesday afternoon, after pre-school. They are dairy farmers &, as such, have very specific gender roles within the households – Granny does the domestic things, while Grandad does the more physical & demanding jobs. Little T often goes on to the farm to help with the jobs, such as feeding the calves or prentending to help with many other tasks – I’m not sure if he is more of a help than a hinderance sometimes, but they would never tell him that & are definitely encouraging the passion he seems to have for farming & all things farm-related. He can tell you more than I could about the workings of the farm, the animals, the machinery & can tell you what make a tractor is based on it’s colours. He waxes lyrical on the jobs he’s done on the farm most Wednesday evenings when we go to pick him up. Continue reading
As I mentioned in my It’s Red Cup Day! Hooray! post, I flippin’ love winter.
Throughout my teens, I used to ski race. I had the pleasure of racing, travelling & training alongside some of the stars of the Alpine Ski Team who will hopefully – selection permitting – be representing us in Sochi in 87 days, so it will be extra special. Continue reading
At primary school, one of my favourite hymns was ‘Autumn Days’. I would sing at the top of my voice whenever we had it in assembly & I still hum it on days like today. For those of you not familiar with this musical masterpiece, it was in the ‘Come & Praise’ hymn book & the lyrics went: Continue reading
Let’s get one thing straight; Christmas does not start in November. It certainly doesn’t start at the end of September, when some shops wheel out their festive merchandise. It starts in December. In our house, it doesn’t actually start until after Little T’s birthday on the 6th of December.
However, tonight we get a little glimpse of the fistive season, as Coca-Cola, Marks & Spencers & John Lewis pulled out the big guns & showed their Christmas adverts in the breaks of X-Factor. Continue reading
It’s 25 years ago today that Scott & Charlene Robinson (nee Mitchell) tied the knot. Twice; once at 1.35pm & again at 5.35pm, as millions all over the world cheered them on & celebrated as the modern day Romeo & Juliet (without the poison & suicide bit, obvs) got their happy ending. Continue reading
I’m crying. Again. There have been a lot of tears in the last week over one subject in particular & it basically boils down to the fact that I can’t have it all. I’ll be honest, but I’m struggling to find an #everycloudeveryday in this situation & I don’t think there is an easy solution.
In January 2012, I was 3 stone (if not more) overweight, unfit & – knowing I needed motivation to get off my large bottom – I decided I needed a challenge & this challenge was going to be the Great North Run.
After our fabulous morning looking around the Julia Donaldson exhibition at the Birmingham Museum, we decided to go & look at the new library in Birmingham.
We had a tip off from the waiter where we ate lunch to look out for the bikes outside, but we hadn’t really realised what he meant. Continue reading
Last weekend, we headed to Birmingham with a couple of friends & their daughter to check out the Julia Donaldson Squash & a Squeeze exhibition at the Birmingham Museum. We set off on the train from our local station.
Little T could barely contain his excitement at his first train journey & stood looking out of the window for the whole journey! Just the train would’ve been adventure enough, I think!