I think I used this picture in my previous blog, it’s one of my rainy, Pooh favourites.
We have just had the most gorgeous, hot and sunny bank holiday weekend but for the past two days it has not stopped raining. Of course it hasn’t, it’s half term!!
Youngest child who has hitherto been a bit of a home bird and preferred his friends to come to him, has chosen this day, this very wet day, to take off and explore town and park with his mates. The last call I had was saying they planned to see a film at 8pm and that they were in the park ‘having fun’. Oh Lordy WHAT does that mean? I’ve been longing for the day he takes off out a bit more, now it’s peeing down and he plans a 4 hour stint in the park before sitting, wet clothed in the cinema. Doing what I wonder? Still, anything has to be better than than the XBox… I think… Just perfect timing to get sick before his GCSE on Monday though. Yes he is 2 months short of 14 but they start GCSE’s earlier and earlier it seems.
Anyway he’s called in with his whereabouts so I didn’t nag because I don’t want him to not communicate with me as to what he’s up to. I know how boys can be, they go AWOL, like dogs. The hubs does does it, nips out for a pint of milk then appears 2 hours later, car cleaned, a box of vino and an axe in his arms etc.
Girls, on the other hand, are different. They text me frequently. Eldest daughter is at university now but I get daily updates via text, phone call, facebook or sometimes we just send each other silly snapchats. Snapchats, if you’re not familiar are photos sent via the snapchat app. They last only a few seconds and can be animated. I just sent one of the dog, sketched onto him by me were red welly boots and yellow rain hat. Silly fun for silly people.
Ahem, on a more serious note, The Book Club has proved a success. We are on our second book which I’ve just finished. It is called Cutting the Stone by Abraham Verghese and it’s a wonderful, mind boggling yarn which, if you can stomach a bit of blood and guts (it’s main characters are surgeons at a Missionary Hospital in Ethiopia), I would highly recommend reading.
Mondays are now assigned to a Creative Writing Course which is wonderful. I have homework which is not so wonderful, and although I do not expect to become a published author in any way, I’ve discovered I can write little stories far more readily than I realised. It’s great to hear what other people write about, really inspiring actually, and fascinating to see so many of us love to dabble at it.
Until next time… keep well and blog on!