Meg and I went to town and ran into baby brother, Andrew. We all stood outside HN and ate sausage sandwiches (the Lions are there each week, raising money). We stood and talked for ages as we haven't seen each other in ages. We skyped Drewy so that the boys could say hello to each other. Meg and I had just been talking to him about the wedding and exchanging commentary about Pippa, Posh and the unfortunate fascinator that Beatrice, or was it Eugenie, wore). He also told us about the Biology exam that his teacher let him skip because he "looked tired" from getting up to watch the wedding. Hello??? His host family is still in Greece, home Monday. He got his report card and thankfully passed his three (yes, you heard right, three) subjects - Drama 80%; Biology 70% and Economics 63%. Not bad for a kid who doesn't believe in overdoing it in the study stakes.
Back to the story. Meg and I did a few jobs then came home and had a late lunch of:
We sat on the verandah in the beautiful Autumn sunshine. Meg caught up on the wedding gossip on Perez while I took the more traditional route and caught up on what the paper had to say.
This was our view.
We had friends of course. Poofy is obsessed with Chloe; he sometimes gets so over-excited that her head ends up in his mouth!
Some wanted to catch up on Perez as well.
Then we headed to my favourite place and found this. A red silkie chick....and no Coco in sight. After her appalling behaviour last weekend she keeps well away from the red silkies.
Farm Girl in Farm Hat with Farm Cat.
Fat Farm Goat and Fluffy Farm Dog.
Farm Girl with Farm Chicken Eater.
Farm Cuddles.
My efforts last weekend in planting punnets of lettuce, spinach and zucchini were all for nowt - the pesky little Mr. McB. Pants has managed to annihilate all the new seedlings....so I locked him up this morning. No more scratching in the permy garden for him. We called in at the nursery on our way home and purchased a whole new batch of veges - lettuce, silverbeet, cauli, celery, beetroot and capsicum. I went to work.
First the celery.
Then a wild tomato plant that Meg dug up out of the dirt pile for me.
Green mignonette lettuce.
The silverbeet.
Beetroot.
Capsicum.
The cauliflowers - photo taken right on dusk, getting a bit dark.
The two current tomato bushes are doing a bit of an average job; they look healthy enough but there's not a lot of fruit.
No potatoes yet!!!!! I'll be happy when I see their first shoots poking through.
The snow peas, slowly making their way to the trellis.
Chris came home from work, ready for a rest but Meg had other plans. She wants to build a vege garden on the patch where Millie used to live so she conned him in to collecting the logs that will form the perimeter of her garden. More on that project tomorrow.
A Right Royal Wedding
Well wasn't that a show and a half....and I loved every minute of it. I was glued to the tv, sitting on the floor only inches away from the action. Meg watched from a bit further back, from the couch. Chris and Gibbo - well they would rather have watched the footy but I pulled rank based on the fact that I'm the oldest person in the house.....and they can watch football any old time - but how often does a REAL Royal Wedding happen....and it just so happens that I was at the last BIG one, when Andrew married Fergie. It was July 23, 1986 - we'd got up early at the Youth Hostel, made our sandwiches and caught the train into Embankment, then Westminster. We arrived at the Abbey about 6am and, stepping over sleeping bodies, snatched "second row" seats (standing only!). We then had to wait for over five hours for Fergie to arrive. I got some good photos of Charles and Di and Andrew and Fergie leaving the church in open top carriages. We were standing just opposite the Abbey on a corner and saw all the action. I just had a look at the photos and read my diary from the day - and wow, I looked so young back then!!! Well it was 25 years ago. I'll have to scan some photos and add them later. After the wedding was over we caught a train to Edinburgh for the Opening Ceremony of the Commonwealth Games. It was a busy few days.
Anyway, back to this wedding. I haven't followed their romance at all over the past 8 (?) years so I have no idea whether Catherine will make a suitable Queen or not...but I was a fan of Diana's and I wasn't going to miss this. I can't believe I took photos of the ceremony on tv (well actually I can 'cos I knew I'd be blogging about it). Here's the Queen kissing Charles but something weird happened when I took it and now it either looks like an arty shot....or a mess.
The crowd was incredible.
I loved Pippa's dress. Very slinky and sexy. Drew liked it too. He thought that she outshone Kate. Meg googled Posh as soon as she arrived to see more photos of her dress.
What were they thinking?
What probably impressed me the most about the day was the way the police lead the enormous crowd into the circle out the front of Buckingham Palace. They inched their way up Pall Mall and into the curves with such precision and orchestration that I couldn't help but marvel at it. There was no rushing or running - it was all very orderly and organised and fascinating to watch.
Anyway, back to this wedding. I haven't followed their romance at all over the past 8 (?) years so I have no idea whether Catherine will make a suitable Queen or not...but I was a fan of Diana's and I wasn't going to miss this. I can't believe I took photos of the ceremony on tv (well actually I can 'cos I knew I'd be blogging about it). Here's the Queen kissing Charles but something weird happened when I took it and now it either looks like an arty shot....or a mess.
The crowd was incredible.
I loved Pippa's dress. Very slinky and sexy. Drew liked it too. He thought that she outshone Kate. Meg googled Posh as soon as she arrived to see more photos of her dress.
What were they thinking?
What probably impressed me the most about the day was the way the police lead the enormous crowd into the circle out the front of Buckingham Palace. They inched their way up Pall Mall and into the curves with such precision and orchestration that I couldn't help but marvel at it. There was no rushing or running - it was all very orderly and organised and fascinating to watch.
Even Chloe sat up to watch it.
Sliprail in Print
My parcel from America arrived on Friday. It was my Blog in Print.....and I am very, very impressed. I think it's awesome. I began to think the unthinkable - that if somehow my blog became lost in cyberspace, how would I ever retrieve it - all those memories, gone. So I had a book made. I'm getting them done in 6 month blocks. I only ordered one to start off with as I wasn't sure how good (or bad) they might be....but I'm so happy with it that I'll go ahead and order the rest of 2009 and all of 2010. I've only ordered one copy though, so the kids will have to fight over them when I'm gone :)
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