(yes, the dresser is chipped... let's call it 'shabby chic', please?)
The gorgeous paper bags are from IKEA.
Inside there are chocolate things and sweets and small little presents, the odd coin, all time three of course. One for each of the boys. They take it in turns choosing a random bag, but I couldn't face arguments first thing in the morning (yeah, shocking, my boys do argue sometimes!) so everybody gets the same.
And then the teachers can deal with the 9.00 sugar high.
Actually I don't believe in the whole sugar high thing... mine are bonkers all the time anyway.
Have a good weekend and wrap up warm. It's incredibly cold out there.
I don't know if you've ever made a list of the things you most would like to do before you die... well, I am quite certain that I won't get the chance to dance on stage with Bruce Springsteen, but this day was a huge tick
(By the way I can't remember the other items on that list... a part from walking to Everest base camp... I was a strange teenager, obviously).
We were lucky lucky lucky to get tickets for the athletic morning session.
We got to London EARLY.
No queues to get in...
We were ready.
We took our fabulous places (row 7!)
and for the next 3 and something hours we admired and cheered athletes who trained all their lives for that moment... to throw further, jump higher
or run faster...
...when Mo Farah entered the stadium the whole place erupted!
The 10,000m Olympic Champion was ready to start his 5,000m quest.
We were all behind him.
I can't stress enough how wonderful it was to be there.
How well organised it was
How I've never seen so many people (and we're talking thousands of people!) walking around smiling)
How beautiful. (the flower beds were crammed full of the most glorious wild flowers)
I hope the boys will look back at this day and remember it all and appreciate how lucky they were to have had the chance to be part of it.
Even if at the time... they were a bit... tired!
And the best thing? I'm getting to do it all over again on Saturday night!
- I thought I did most of the washing back in the holiday house.
- I didn't.
- Very annoying.
- Can someone remind me, before I leave next time, NOT to switch off the fridge?
- My sister had a nasty shock when she opened it after a week we were away.
- She survived but might need therapy in the future.
- None of the items in the fridge or freezer survived however. It must have been a slow and painful death. And smelly. Oh dear.
- Re-filling a staggeringly empty fridge is a very expensive operation.
- I must have been out of my mind in the days before leaving/last few days of school... because I also ordered No 3's birthday present and sent it to my brother in Italy by mistake.
- Lots of people donate all sort of things to his convent (my brother is a monk) but an electric scooter??? What must have they thought at that...
- Despite all the above it's actually quite nice to be home.
- Tea. It's lovely to be able to brew a nice cup of tea.
- I refused to become one of those people who carries their tea with them on holiday, part of the fun is exploring local flavours... when in Rome... and all that.
- Tea in Spain is not brilliant.
- Paella is.
- Not that I had paella for breakfast.
- The novelty of 'cooler weather' has already worn off.
- I'm in two minds if putting socks on or not. And the idea alone is totally wrong at the end of July on the Northern Hemisphere, right?
- I've read a lot on holiday - mainly 'chewing gum for the brain' kind of stuff - and were totally disappointed with 'Fallen' by Lauren Kate... sigh. I was told it was better than 'Twilight'... NO WAY! Fallen angels... who would believe in that!
- (of course vampires and werewolves are much more likely... )
- Have you been watching the London Olympics? How exciting!
- We have tickets for next week's athletics and I can't wait!!
My little cousin came to stay with us for the weekend. (She's actually not so little anymore, but comparatively speaking - her age compared to mine - she will always be 'the little cousin'). She's studying for a degree in 'pure Math and applied Math' at Newcastle University.
Yeah, I know. WHAT? Is there more than one Math?
Let's talk food instead.
If you've ever visited Italy around this time of year you'll know it's "Carnevale". (Venice is a popular destination this time of the year and totally amazing). Lots of dressing up, parties, tricks.
One my favourite is "Chiacchiere" - 'chats' - a fried pastry covered in icing sugar. Each county or even town has its own name and shape for them and let me tell you... they are delicious.
Little cousin and I decided to make some in order to recall some taste of home.
We got the machine out of the cupboard (and dustied it off...)
Made the dough.
Cut it into pieces and fried it.
And then we ate them all up.
Down to the last crumb. (Not just us... Mr M and the boys' contribution was noticeable).
You can find the recipe here. (we skipped the liqueur). It'll take you longer to make them than to eat them!!