Thursday, February 23, 2012

Now go, walk out the door

J and I did something that made us a bit ashamed last night!

We walked out of a concert during the interval, under the cover of going to the bar downstairs!

Not our finest moment, I admit, but sometimes our time is worth more than the face price on the ticket.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


and I'm very glad to see it!

I've been doing a bit of knitting:

I hoped to put my feet up a bit, drink coffee, watch movies and work on this a bit more. I had secretly challenged myself to finish it this week, but that isn't happening. The yarn is gorgeous. It was part of my Christmas gift from j and J.

On the subject of coffee and yarn, I received a lovely package in the post, all the way from Sacramento. It's my Knitter's Coffee Swap package from Liz. The coffee looks really interesting. It's from Temple and I'm looking forward to trying it.

We usually buy coffee from Whittards at Dalton Park and often order it for delivery from Pumphreys. We like to support localish businesses when we can. This week, I went a little further afield to Coffee Bean Shop. The service and delivery was excellent. Now, I just hope the coffee is as good.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Be mine!

Well, it’s Valentine Day!

I only know this because, when I fired up the intyweb this morning, I wondered what the Google Doodle was about and then I realised. It’s a lovely little film btw.

I can’t remember when I last got a Valentine’s card.

I remember my first: posted by my mum, I recognised the badly disguised handwriting; I was about 9.

I remember my first from a boy: PR, he was an eco-warrior at my environmental protest group (ok, so he was a pipe-fitter as well, but it was his principles and long hair I fell in love with rather than his ability to reroute my parents’ gas supply at cost) and it was handmade from recycled paper; I was 16. I wonder what he’s doing now.

It’s not something J and I do.

We barely manage to remember our wedding anniversary to be honest. But today, before work, he’s running j over to the garage to drop his car off for a service, then at lunchtime he’s running over to the next town to pick up the garden furniture I bought yesterday - organising everything around his own job. Last night I didn’t miss University Challenge because he Sky+ed it for me and he’ll still let me put my cold feet in his lap and give me a foot massage while we watch TV.
Better than petrol station flowers any day!

Enjoy your Valentine’s Day!

Sunday, February 05, 2012

And we thought we were in the clear!

It snowed quite hard last night.

When J went out this morning, the garden was full of fox footprints. We played CSI Fox tracking where they had been - there was more than one. The garden has a secret life all of it's own at night. I seem to spend so much of each night awake but still miss it.


We've been playing musical cars recently. j bought himself a car of his own so we are cramming three into a space designed for one and a half, really. As J is obsessed with (amongst other things - he really likes to work a good obsession!) the newest car being stolen or damaged, he has instituted a complex hierachy of parking in front of the house. As I leave for work earlier than everyone else, I now take a different car from the one I was driving, in the interests of sanity and a getaway that doesn't involve moving three cars.

In the resulting reshuffle, I ended up separated from my loving collated mix CD collection this week. I find it hard to convey my horror at finding I was trapped in a car with a choice of Roger Whittacker, Frank Zappa or Smooth FM for company.

Saturday, February 04, 2012


Every week I have good intentions about blogging and every week those intentions seem to fall by the wayside as each week is just as manic as the previous one!

A quick catchup:

I spent a lovely couple of days hiking around Gibisde with a group of kids and some hardy colleagues. We had a great time, but slept little! Gibside is a great location and the stable block, where we stayed, is a really interesting building. I had regular periods of feeling watched, though. I know the chances of that are pretty high when there are 37 of you sharing the space, but it wasn't that. Regular readers will know about my insomnia and night time wanderings, and it was the times when I was on my own that were most interesting. Need to investigate that a bit more, I think. Maybe not. Maybe I'm better off not knowing.

I've been finishing some small, knitted items as I haven't had much time/stamina/wakefulness to invest in a bigger item. I have cast something on in anticipation of my forthcoming half-term holiday, though. My plan is to sit on the sofa for a week and watch all the films the blokes won't watch.