|Last of the summer cider...then back to school!
||[Sep. 2nd, 2008|11:39 pm]
::door creaks open to a stirring of dust::
Hello everybody! Just been catching up on all the posts and glad that most things are tickety-boo for most of my f-list.
* Glad to hear that L is healing nicely after the bike incident, probodie *
Nothing major to report here, yet again, apart from, possibly...
I had a fabbo time a few weekends back meeting up with probodie , londonronnie and lisaloveslewis in a cool pub in the ultra-cool Bloomsbury for a few cheeky afternoon bevvies and a chinwag. So fabbo in fact that I didn't realise, until I boarded the train home at Euston, that I was completely and utterly as pissed as a fart. I then proceeded to fall asleep for all of the journey (no doubt with mouth hanging open and dribbling in a most comely fashion) and then some, 'cause the train went all the way to Watford Junction, stopped for a bit then started coming back again...all while I was asleep! Luckily I woke up just as it was pulling out of the station before mine, albeit now going in the direction of London. I was lucky I didn't have my bag nicked, come to think of it!
Me, J and the boys had an idyllic time at the weekend visiting dear old friends ('old' as in I've/we've known them for a long time) who now live deep in the heart of rural Derbyshire (nearest shops are 20 minutes' drive away). They've got a gorgeous cottage with loads of land and a lovely 10 year-old son who played with and made a huge fuss of G all weekend long, so everyone was a winner! AND we managed to soak up the last of the summer sun with a bottle of cider or two!
Now for the big stuff...G starts at "big" nursery tomorrow morning, at the primary school we hope he'll get into for Reception next year. The uniform is all laid out, name labels all present and correct...but I'm so nervous and excited and sad and...bloody hell! My little boy, my firstborn, in a SCHOOL UNIFORM!!!! West Ham colours too, as hubby has disdainfully pointed out.
Oh! And Matthew Wright is back, back, BACK!!! Dickie Bacon was an adequate stand-in, but really no more than adequate. Long may Mr Wright reign (and try saying that after an afternoon in the pub with londonronnie and probodie)!!!