I ask the question because this week a robin suddenly appeared in our garden and cheeped at me in that cute little way they do. We always have at least one robin in our garden during the autumn, winter and into spring, but I never see them during the summer. So where do they go? Are they like Raymond Briggs’ Santa Claus and go abroad for the summer, sunning themselves in the Bahamas and drinking iced cocktails? Do they change into something else? Like a sparrow or maybe something more glamourous like a heron? Where do they go??
Anyway, I haven’t done much crafting this week, but have been doing a tonne of writing…mainly at work (which has been super busy) and also this morning (am on chapter 16 of DI3 now…yippee…and things are hotting up!). Last Friday, hubby was away overnight with his scooter club to a meet at Arrochar. They had a dance and did a ride-out and generally had a nice time. So me and the kids ate macaroni cheese (one of my all time fave foods) on trays in front of the telly and watched a movie (Dreamworks’ Sinbad – it’s very good). On Saturday, me and kids visited my parents for lunch. My mum made us soup (at my request cos she’s the best soup maker out) and homemade bread (which is always fantastic) and later we went home with very fully tummies and a nice buzz from eating such nice food.
Saturday night we finally celebrated hubby’s birthday. The actual date happened during the week before, but none us had any time to celebrate. Me and kids made the cake (the kids decorated it – I think they put about a whole packet of sprinkles and other cake decorating things on top of it). We got the disco ball out (it’s one of those black balls, that light up and spin – the kids love it. My sister bought it for me many years ago before I met hubby and had the offspring. My kids discovered it during one of their expeditions into my wardrobe (which they are not supposed to do, but all my warnings about staying out of mummy’s things always fall on deaf ears!) and insisted on using it!). We danced to 60s, 70s and 80s music and had a good time.
Sunday – let’s say we spent it recovering! We also watched the fourth Pirates of the Caribbean movie, which was long and disappointing. It’s definitely not as good as the others (which we all love in this house). Although if certain young people, who shall remain nameless, hadn’t talked all the way through bits of it, we might have enjoyed it more. What I want to know is what happened to the preacher and the mermaid…was she taking him to live as a merman with her or was she taking him to drown him?? I only have vague memories of mermaid tales – anyone know? It wasn’t clear in the movie what happened to him. (NB since writing this post, I immediately went online and asked the question, apparently a few other people wondered this as well – perhaps it’s got a lot to do with the fact the preacher is quite dishy! – anyway, apparently a mermaid’s kiss can stop a sailor from dying so we have to assume he didn’t die. However, did they live in loved-up bliss or was she taking him down into the sea as a snack for her and her sisters?? I like to think the former).
This week we celebrated ten years living in our house. I can’t believe we’ve been here that long. It’s flown in. Sigh.
Anyway, I’ve gone on long enough. I’m going to get back to writing. I will pick up the boy from nursery shortly. I will do the housework (reluctantly because I really don’t like doing it) and I will probably make some more macaroni cheese tonight for tea (even if they protest)…yum!