Easter Party 2025

 

No, he wasn't caught on the hop this year just that Easter was a week later when we all got together after arriving on Friday having gotten a taxi and caught the train down so I would be less rushed which also had the benefit of enjoying a fish and part battered chip meal was people talked.

Saturday was the start of events proper and I was up just after six, possibly the earliest cos I go by British Cat Time - when you can see things you get moving - so after the last person arrived we started with an Easter Egg Hunt which the first step was to assemble your basket and having done that I found seven of them hidden all over the place.

We then retired for home made burgers with onion that we ate outside that were most scrumptious .

We then had to throw a bean bag at the rabbit to score points which wasn't my strong point  before the egg and spoon race which you could I was more slow and steady before the outdoor darts which I wasn't too bad at  

Then each time had to retrieve a deck using a pole with chain but it soon transpired the chain was too long and heavy although one person did seem to develop a knack for it.

Then we had Tin Can Alley where one team member managed get a ball through the centre of the tins leaving those around the edges in a perfect inverted V shape and I knocked most of them off which was something!

We were treated to small creme eggs and a gingerbread bunny.

We then enjoyed an enjoyable bring a long a few things buffet  which I had B-B que chicken, pork pie salad and sausage roll before playing Easter bingo  and Family Favourites.

After much talk we got to sleep - for me opposite the fire - just before midnight and I was up for oatcakes and bacon before we went to the local pub for a meal which for me was a turkey roast and sticky toffee treacle pudding.

After that we made our ways home with Debbie kindly providing three of us a lift to the station.

Thanks to Jennifer for organizing the party and everyone contributing to a highly enjoyable event.

Easter week

It's Easter which beyond my staples of reading the Easter Story (you can't have Christmas without Easter theologically) and observance does involve Easter fun and games which you may of done either in your family or with other groups.

 In Girlguiding you can do a lot from egg hunts, making cards and making toys and maybe attending an Easter service.

 These days you can get colourful bags to take to your egg hunts!

There was two eggs here one from Dad and the other from one of adoptive Aunts which as I type this will be hatched and broken into.

White chocolate while a bit sickly doesn't bother me so much with the dreaded headaches and that so I tend to go with that having "lost" many a easter or christmas to that in the past.

Happy Easter
 

Ravel at the piano...

It's a sunny glorious afternoon as I type this with Easter Cards arriving before said bunny arrives later on in the week but apart from setting up the new portable radio something else arrived to keep my mind of the crazy world we're living in.

There are whole sets of the orchestral works of the French composer, Ravel, but not a complete set of his solo piano works including a couple of compositions first discovered in the 1970's but last week a really complete set came out on the Essex, U.K. label Chandos.

This is really well performed on a Yamaha piano with a specialist team to keep it in perfect tune in what is a two cd set priced as a single full price set with excellent high resolution digital recording although the disc is in regular cd format (and also available on HD Download).

Given my soft spot for solo piano works this is very much appreciated.

Plushies at lunch time

After last weekends activity and some follow up stuff like sorting the Outbound ticket for Easter's get together we're taking things a bit steadily and resting the paw after mentioning it to one person this week and combing my dollies hair a bit as they soon get tangled (and that's not as good as the movie!).

One great thing about small plushies is you can indulge your inner little girl side with cuteness without taking up loads of space and the other is they fit well between the sheets when you need something to hug at night.

People have been talking a bit this week about school dinners (din-dins to me) which varied a fair bit as at school one, they were brought part cooked and reheated so fleshy things like fish tended to be a bit dry and we carried them to a table in a community centre.

School number was a lot better as we had somewhere to sit in school, cleared tables and generally one or two of us would be given the food in order and then serve the children on tables first on real plates. I liked the fish cakes and semolina pudding and jam.

School three was similar except you ate at tables in a hall and there exceptions for diabetics and certain religious customs  and was first place I encountered Manchester Tart.

I still have cravings for school dinners.

Picnic 2025

 

Well I did get away this weekend although the best laid plans of Mice were rather turned on their heads not by the taxi that was dead on time but by the startling discovery upon arrival at the train station my train, the only valid journey on the ticket, was one hour and 8 minutes delayed that really messed up my arrangements. 

A word with the Avanti West Coast person on platform, approaching from a diplomatic niceties angle than four letter word coated rant secured a result - talking with the guard of of London North Western trains go me accepted on their train, a telephone call to the person due to pick me up from a different station the one I was now on my way to 

I caught a cab to their place, texted them and duely waited. 

This was as well as the original train was cancelled later on!

After a quick  tidying up, we settled down Faggots and Pies before settling down to watch a bit of tv.

Saturday was when it was all going to happen as we'd planned for a leisurely drive to Buckinghamshire but having had breakfast, picked up picnic food such as pies from the local butchers but no sooner than we'd left their we encountered tailback traffic from outer Wolverhampton, through Stourbridge to Pedmore before getting to Hagley and the approach to the M5.

Over forty-five minutes to get just under ten miles!!!

Fortunately a few roadworks and diversions aside  we did arrive on time, actually we got there before the host did.

An enjoyable time was spend talking about various things, the tenth anniversary of the of Lillian our common friend, as we eat and had drinks as Mr Paul, Sammy and few others fly a kite and Dizzy want around chasing toys and meeting other dogs.

It got a bit windy, a good job we erected two windbrakes, but by half three temperatures had started to drop so apart from holding my skirt so it didn't balloon up, we were starting to feel chilly so we said our goodbyes before making our way back for fish cake and chips.

Sunday was affected as it was the start of British Summer Time so all the clocks and my watch needed setting and we lost an hour. 

I was up at just past seven, fixed some breakfast  and made plans to be out to drop me off at Wolverhampton station and undertake a few things of their own.

Thanks Sammy for the event and Jennifer for arrangements.

Restoring the word the way it always was

The past,eh?

What a place to visit from the days of Google+ social media some of us would maintain done right with control over who sees what posts  in groups you create kept apart and a still feature rich Blogger never mind a good choice of active forums.

One thing that bugged me then was limited spell checker language options as most British ones seemed to be based on the Collins dictionary and American ones always used Websters ignoring those britishers who used the OED and Canadians to which neither really work.

Even Microsoft's "Canadian" wasn't that reliable more modified American so if as at the time I was using Firefox as a browser you looked for extensions and one Google+ person in my T circle recommended a great Can-E one.

That lasted a while until the internal gubbins of Firefox underwent major changes and a host of Apps including that were banished.

Well after a long wait at the curb, it's been recompiled for modern Firefox and that has been installed into the Windows machine while I figure out the language options on the Chromebook and reset that so Encyclopedia isn't underlined and auto corrected out of existence as I ride out on new tires.
 

Mid mad march entry

Moving towards the middle of the month and plans are being made for a short trip away at the end of the month while spring is definitely in full effect with lots of things coming up such as catkins and daffodils and small birds such as robins being about.

Interestingly since the week before and the period after Camp I have been getting up a good deal earlier  by at least a good hour which isn't just a matter of things such as bright mornings although at the end of the month that finger turning ritual of setting every clock and watch to Daylight Saving aka British Summer Time Begins where we kid ourselves the night is so much brighter.

It's not a trick I fall for but when official time is altered you can't live as if it hasn't really as transport goes to it - railways being what moved the UK to a standardized time in the first place - and shows on the radio and tv are listed to that too.

No it's something that has been talked about in the context of high school children,  namely the tendency to check before bed and then having taken a device to bed to start waking up around three and rationalize looking around the likes of news sites saying I'll just have a quick look and soon a few hours goes by and maybe you crash to sleep.

Then you wake up quite a bit later as you've hit deep sleep later than you would of so you start the day late having had less sleep.

Given my spoon issues anyway it's not good so I'm keeping the electrics downstairs at night.

Perhaps I need old school parenting?