Shame on me two fold. Didn't write anything yesterday and today when I might have been able to tell you all about the new Mike Leigh play "Grief" that Sophie, Mum and I were intending to go and see this evening, I have to confess that we were running a little late, my home made pizza's were not quite ready and it started to rain bucket loads so we binned the idea and stayed at home.
Anyway it had been a busy day. I have booked flights to Sri Lanka for a few weeks time. Chennai is the capital of Sri Lanka isn't it?? Should be lovely.
Other than that I have got to know a funny little man in the village who walks his dog all day long. In the last four days I have passed him four times. Once I was running, once in the Polo, the third day I was in the Porsche ( roof down ) and today riding River with Gully in hand. I think he considers me a funny little man also.
Hen's photos appeared in December edition of "Tatler" alongside those of Hugo Burnand. Fame indeed.
Thursday, 3 November 2011
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
Tuesday 1st November, 2011
Hope not too many people are reading this pile of rubbish. Really not doing much in the way of inspiration at the moment! Don't get me wrong. Blissfully happy. My day reads as follows: up at 6.15am.....pootled about.....ran to the Post Office to hand in a parcel and then on to complete a 6 miler.....pootled a bit more...took dogs for a walk......went into Cambridge. Had lunch at Jamie's with Mum and Sophie....bought a pair of cords.....watched Lottie's tennis lesson.....came home....had a glass or two of Pinot Grigio....watched TV....went to bed.
In between all of this I noted Nomura's diabolical financial results and had a couple of text message exchanges with former colleagues who are not having a lot of fun at the moment.
In between all of this I noted Nomura's diabolical financial results and had a couple of text message exchanges with former colleagues who are not having a lot of fun at the moment.
Monday, 31 October 2011
Monday 31st October, 2011
Last day of half term. V little to report. Quiet one really. I did the school run to Rugby in the evening which involved a lot of singing - to Beyonce mainly - on the way and listening to Radio 4 on the way back.
Mum arrived from Scotland by train with lots of jars of marmalade.....which look quite runny tbh.
PS Hen has moved her blog site to : hensandisonphotography.tumblr.com
Mum arrived from Scotland by train with lots of jars of marmalade.....which look quite runny tbh.
PS Hen has moved her blog site to : hensandisonphotography.tumblr.com
Sunday, 30 October 2011
Sunday 30th October, 2011
Clocks back. Extra hour in bed but who needs that these days? I was up and about as per, and busy making two tomato and cheese tarts by 8am. They turned out to be pretty disastrous, but my bread, which I also rustled up this morning and we had for lunch, was a triumph.
Quiet old day really. Will, Bob and I dismantled a large and unsightly "jump" we had previously erected in one of the fields with yours truly contributing the brains and the other two the brawn. Otherwise we all pootled about digging out pumpkins, trying to pretend Sophie's pumpkin soup was delicious and planning what I should do in the next three months. Will thinks either climb Mt Kilimanjaro or go on a polo course to Argentina, but that kite surfing is a non starter. Prob right.
Bob and I went for a run in the afternoon and, oh joy, were spotted by Mark Johnston as we thundered up his hill. Pose value.
Darkness at 5.00pm. Bunkering down with a fire, a bottle of Jurancon Sec and for the first time ever I am looking forward to Downton Abbey at 9.00pm without the stress of needing to be in bed by 10.
Quiet old day really. Will, Bob and I dismantled a large and unsightly "jump" we had previously erected in one of the fields with yours truly contributing the brains and the other two the brawn. Otherwise we all pootled about digging out pumpkins, trying to pretend Sophie's pumpkin soup was delicious and planning what I should do in the next three months. Will thinks either climb Mt Kilimanjaro or go on a polo course to Argentina, but that kite surfing is a non starter. Prob right.
Bob and I went for a run in the afternoon and, oh joy, were spotted by Mark Johnston as we thundered up his hill. Pose value.
Darkness at 5.00pm. Bunkering down with a fire, a bottle of Jurancon Sec and for the first time ever I am looking forward to Downton Abbey at 9.00pm without the stress of needing to be in bed by 10.
Saturday, 29 October 2011
Saturday 29th October, 2011
It's late. But I set out to do this daily so a quick one to record the day. Went cub-hunting this morning. Borrowed Murphy from Sarah Burton and actually hoping I might see a bit more of him over the next few months. OK, so I needed a lead from Bob over a hedge but lovely horse and was good to be out even though cub-hunting is a dull old game really. Not worth getting up at 6.00am and running around frantically get ready for if truth be told, other than the fact that, if I hadn't told you already, I don't have an early start on Monday!
So got back from that and then went into Newmarket to pick Jimmy up from the station and give Archie a lift home.
Will, Debbie, Ella and Martha arrived and had a lovely afternoon with them and dinner of lasagne. Gorged myself with Celebrations and planned jollies including polo lessons in Argentina. Worth thinking about that.
Night night!
So got back from that and then went into Newmarket to pick Jimmy up from the station and give Archie a lift home.
Will, Debbie, Ella and Martha arrived and had a lovely afternoon with them and dinner of lasagne. Gorged myself with Celebrations and planned jollies including polo lessons in Argentina. Worth thinking about that.
Night night!
Friday, 28 October 2011
Friday 28th October, 2011
Phew. TGIF. Oh so droll.
Bob and I had hatched a plan to go for a run at 7.00am this morning so impressed was I by my performance yesterday, but it was not to be. Actually didn't manage a run at any point of the day. However, the big big news is that I can shoot - clays, at least. We went up to Lakenheath and if I tell you that Bob conceded I was pretty good, praise from a 14 year old trying to outdo me every step of the way.....well....you must know I was hot. Yeee haaa.
Apart from that, the sheep escaped from their field this morning which got me thinking it must be about time for them to go chop chop.
Our shower room and bath rooms have been finished and I am considerably lighter in the wallet. And, at long last, I have managed to secure some passport photos of Bob. Fittingly we managed to find a photo booth in Newmarket's grim shopping arcade where Bob's "bad boy cut" in his eyelid didn't cause anyone to take a second look. Personally I don't think people with such ridiculous eyebrows should be allowed a passport and I told Bob as much.
Handed over £5,000 in a brown envelope to our builder in Waitrose car park. That did get a second look.
A busy old day obviously. Cub hunting tomorrow so early night.
Bob and I had hatched a plan to go for a run at 7.00am this morning so impressed was I by my performance yesterday, but it was not to be. Actually didn't manage a run at any point of the day. However, the big big news is that I can shoot - clays, at least. We went up to Lakenheath and if I tell you that Bob conceded I was pretty good, praise from a 14 year old trying to outdo me every step of the way.....well....you must know I was hot. Yeee haaa.
Apart from that, the sheep escaped from their field this morning which got me thinking it must be about time for them to go chop chop.
Our shower room and bath rooms have been finished and I am considerably lighter in the wallet. And, at long last, I have managed to secure some passport photos of Bob. Fittingly we managed to find a photo booth in Newmarket's grim shopping arcade where Bob's "bad boy cut" in his eyelid didn't cause anyone to take a second look. Personally I don't think people with such ridiculous eyebrows should be allowed a passport and I told Bob as much.
Handed over £5,000 in a brown envelope to our builder in Waitrose car park. That did get a second look.
A busy old day obviously. Cub hunting tomorrow so early night.
Thursday, 27 October 2011
Thursday 27th October, 2011
Up at 7.00am. Felt quite chuffed about that for most of the day. If I'd wanted to I could have dialled in for the morning meeting. Sophie was heading off to London to meet up with Jimmy and a major shopping expedition. My tasks for the day were:
1) book two delivery slots with Ocado over Christmas. That took an inordinate amount of time. It's not easy this housework stuff.
2) Keep plumbers supplied with tea
3) organise lunch for Bob and his friend Will. Delicious sausage rolls and baked beans.
4) Avoid getting trapped for an hour listening to Jude the builder.
5) Shift a mammoth load of soil from the greenhouse. WHO has nicked my cool gloves? Couldn't find them and now I have blisters. Pants.
6) Take chain saw in for a service. The receptionist starts laughing at me. " Sorry mate. Don't see many 911's here ". Woteva.
Took Lottie and Bob for a John Adams lesson. Havn't felt so happy for a long time. Was just bliss sitting there watching Bob bantering with John and flying over some great jumps. And then Lottie cruising round on Gully. Videoed her actually. That might find its way onto Youtube aswell.
Best news is that Nic didn't have a heart attack. His heart is strong strong apparently, but he had suffered a torn aorta. Major operation last night and I gather he is stable and doing well.
So now I'd better get on. Supper to make before Soph and Jim get back and reveal the full of horror of their shopping spree.
1) book two delivery slots with Ocado over Christmas. That took an inordinate amount of time. It's not easy this housework stuff.
2) Keep plumbers supplied with tea
3) organise lunch for Bob and his friend Will. Delicious sausage rolls and baked beans.
4) Avoid getting trapped for an hour listening to Jude the builder.
5) Shift a mammoth load of soil from the greenhouse. WHO has nicked my cool gloves? Couldn't find them and now I have blisters. Pants.
6) Take chain saw in for a service. The receptionist starts laughing at me. " Sorry mate. Don't see many 911's here ". Woteva.
Took Lottie and Bob for a John Adams lesson. Havn't felt so happy for a long time. Was just bliss sitting there watching Bob bantering with John and flying over some great jumps. And then Lottie cruising round on Gully. Videoed her actually. That might find its way onto Youtube aswell.
Best news is that Nic didn't have a heart attack. His heart is strong strong apparently, but he had suffered a torn aorta. Major operation last night and I gather he is stable and doing well.
So now I'd better get on. Supper to make before Soph and Jim get back and reveal the full of horror of their shopping spree.
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