The Weekend

The weekend started with a little Tea Party on Friday afternoon for George and Nicholas.  They had been away in Bristol since Tuesday so we called it a little Welcome Home party which thrilled George no end. Of course Charlie and Caroline were invited but it  was bad timing for Charlie, he needed a nap.  I saved him some party biscuits though.

Saturday morning is my housework morning and I was going to get stuck in when Caroline rang and asked if I would like to go for a walk round the lake with her and Charlie.  The sun was shining and that hasn’t been happening much this week so naturally I said yes, come and get me, the housework could wait!

It was a beautiful morning, lots of runners were out doing their thing, lots of walkers, lots of children in the park, hence no pictures of Charlie.  I have a problem with strangers on my photos – I don’t like it – so I just don’t take any pictures when they’re around if I can help it.

Onto Saturday afternoon.  Victoria and Gary have decided to take up camping and have just bought a fabulous family-sized tent.  I’m so glad, I know the boys will love camping.  I always maintain that you meet “nice”,  for want of a better word, people on campsites.  We used to go camping when Vicki and Caroline were little and they always loved it.  It was a big frame tent that we had back in those days.  Boy, was that fun  to put up on a windy day – not! 

So, they brought their new tent round to our house to erect it for the first time.  They’re going away in it next weekend so a practice was needed.

I saw the tent being unpacked.  I went into the house to make us all a drink, grab my camera and when I came out it was all but done.  I couldn’t believe how fast it went up.  Look at Nicholas’ and Charlie’s little faces.  I think they were being told off (probably by granddad) for being too enthusiastic in their helping. Poor things!

As you can see - it didn’t dampen their enthusiasm one little bit.  The inner tent went in and then a camp bed to be tried for size.

Oh dear.  That camp bed might not quite be Gary sized!  Never mind, there’s always the floor, eh Gary?

Onto Sunday.  William suggested we go out somewhere on Sunday morning so I suggested the garden centre and a stroll around Uppermill.  Again the sun shone, we were able to sit outside the garden centre cafe with our coffees and cakes.  It really was quite pleasant.  I bought me a new houseplant.  It’s a succulent, commonly known as Hen and Chicks and I think it’s lovely.  Victoria took a look at it and said it did nothing for her.  Oh well, we can’t all like the same things can we?

Sunday afternoon was quite a giddy one.  Victoria, Gary and the boys came round.  Everybody was in high spirits.  The men and boys were playing football etc. and at one stage Caroline rang, she lives way up the hill across the fields behind us, to say that she could hear our noise!  Oops, sorry neighbours!

Before they went home, the grill was fired up and we had a mini barbeque.  That was actually the first time we had used the grill this year and I wouldn’t be surprised if we don’t use it again until next year.  Shame isn’t it?

All in all it was a good weekend.

Ciao!