Hello to anyone who may be out there!
Its been a while since my last blog, for which I apologise. I just don't seem to have had anything to say for myself of late. I know there will be a few of you out there struggling to believe that, so should really qualify that by saying I don't have anything interesting to say. I'm not known for being one who ever struggles for words.
I've also been a bit busy with Ebay the past week of so. I started to have a bit of a sort out and found a couple of things that were just too good to throw away, so Hubbs suggested I Ebay them. I haven't Ebayed for a good while now. Went through a real big phase a couple of years ago and sold loads, made about £150 for CC's holiday spends, and we were really impressed. So anyway I stuck these couple of bits on, and got bitten by the bug. I have been mooching around the house looking for things to sell ever since. I happened to mention to Hubbs that I would see if I could make enough to cover the car parking fee for our hols later in the year, and he nearly fell over laughing. When he recovered he said there was more chance of hell freezing over, and he would show his rear in the town centre if I did.................game on! So as you can imagine, it's become a bit of a mission now, after all there's a matter of principle attached. I'll make the car parking money if its the last thing I do. The added bonus is there will be a lot less clutter in the house in the process, one hopes!
Take care
C x
Tuesday, 24 May 2011
Monday, 9 May 2011
Proud to be British!
If you have read my last rant, you will be well aware of the somewhat busy week I had. So I was especially looking forward to the extra days off the bank holidays provided. Together with my regular day off, this meant a nice 5 day stretch with no work for me.
The Friday was of course Royal Wedding Day, having been fascinated by all things royal for most of my life I was looking forward to it. I was up early to watch all the build up, and installed myself, still in my pj's, in front of the TV and settled myself in for a long stretch. Hubbs made it all the more bearable by cooking a big fat breakfast for us all, that and supplying tea meant I didn't have to move from the settee at all! He's a gem! I must be getting soppy in my old age, as a few tears were shed during the proceedings. I loved it, and remarked to Hubbs about how much I would have loved to have been there in London to soak up the atmosphere. I know I wouldn't have been able to cope with those crowds, or stand for that long, but a girl can dream. No-one else does pomp and ceremony quite like the British!
A lovely day was rounded off by a great barbeque at a friends house, and a good big helping of her husbands legendary tandoori chicken! The only down side was having to leave early as I was totally wiped out from earlier in the week.
On Sunday all of us were off to a barbeque with friends. CC is best friends with their daughter too, so it works out great. Another lovely day was had, it was a shame the wind was determined to spoil the fun, and we ended up retreating indoors to escape. But despite everything we enjoyed a chilled out afternoon, and a few drinks.
Over the weekend I had mentioned to Hubbs a few times how much I would love to see London in all its flag festooned finery. So it was decided. On Bank Holiday Monday we got up early and set off to London for the day. We were surprised at how quiet everywhere was when we arrived, how wrong we were. We got the tube to Westminster and emerged right in front of Big Ben, crossed the road and realised why the rest of London was so quiet, the thousands of people were all here, queuing to get into Westminster Abbey. It was going to be about a 3 hour wait, and there was no way I could stand for that long, I was so disappointed. I was lucky enough however to find a verger from the Abbey, who understood my situation and fast tracked up to the front of the queue and straight in.
I'm so glad we went, the Abbey looked and smelled amazing. Catherine's bouquet was on a cushion on the tomb of the unknown soldier. The flags lined Whitehall and The Mall. The Mall was still closed and hundreds of people were milling around. The flags here were huge and lined a path all the way down to the Palace. The media village was still up, and the whole place looked just as it would have on the day, with the exception of the red carpet at the Abbey and the drapes on the Palace balcony. The atmosphere was fantastic, and I wouldn't have missed it for the world. A moment in time, a piece of history and we experienced it. The guards on duty at the Palace, Clarence House and Horseguards in all their finery, the same as any other day, seemed all the more special because of what had just taken place. It made me very very proud to be British!
We finished the day with a quick visit to Covent Garden and then over to the Tower of London and sat having an ice cream looking out over the Thames and Tower Bridge. It made me realise how lucky we are to have all these amazing places, and such a heritage, that nowhere else in the world can even come close to. I am still recovering, and still paying for it, but it was worth every bit of the pain, and I'd do it all again. I am British after all! lol
Cx
The Friday was of course Royal Wedding Day, having been fascinated by all things royal for most of my life I was looking forward to it. I was up early to watch all the build up, and installed myself, still in my pj's, in front of the TV and settled myself in for a long stretch. Hubbs made it all the more bearable by cooking a big fat breakfast for us all, that and supplying tea meant I didn't have to move from the settee at all! He's a gem! I must be getting soppy in my old age, as a few tears were shed during the proceedings. I loved it, and remarked to Hubbs about how much I would have loved to have been there in London to soak up the atmosphere. I know I wouldn't have been able to cope with those crowds, or stand for that long, but a girl can dream. No-one else does pomp and ceremony quite like the British!
A lovely day was rounded off by a great barbeque at a friends house, and a good big helping of her husbands legendary tandoori chicken! The only down side was having to leave early as I was totally wiped out from earlier in the week.
On Sunday all of us were off to a barbeque with friends. CC is best friends with their daughter too, so it works out great. Another lovely day was had, it was a shame the wind was determined to spoil the fun, and we ended up retreating indoors to escape. But despite everything we enjoyed a chilled out afternoon, and a few drinks.
Over the weekend I had mentioned to Hubbs a few times how much I would love to see London in all its flag festooned finery. So it was decided. On Bank Holiday Monday we got up early and set off to London for the day. We were surprised at how quiet everywhere was when we arrived, how wrong we were. We got the tube to Westminster and emerged right in front of Big Ben, crossed the road and realised why the rest of London was so quiet, the thousands of people were all here, queuing to get into Westminster Abbey. It was going to be about a 3 hour wait, and there was no way I could stand for that long, I was so disappointed. I was lucky enough however to find a verger from the Abbey, who understood my situation and fast tracked up to the front of the queue and straight in.
I'm so glad we went, the Abbey looked and smelled amazing. Catherine's bouquet was on a cushion on the tomb of the unknown soldier. The flags lined Whitehall and The Mall. The Mall was still closed and hundreds of people were milling around. The flags here were huge and lined a path all the way down to the Palace. The media village was still up, and the whole place looked just as it would have on the day, with the exception of the red carpet at the Abbey and the drapes on the Palace balcony. The atmosphere was fantastic, and I wouldn't have missed it for the world. A moment in time, a piece of history and we experienced it. The guards on duty at the Palace, Clarence House and Horseguards in all their finery, the same as any other day, seemed all the more special because of what had just taken place. It made me very very proud to be British!
We finished the day with a quick visit to Covent Garden and then over to the Tower of London and sat having an ice cream looking out over the Thames and Tower Bridge. It made me realise how lucky we are to have all these amazing places, and such a heritage, that nowhere else in the world can even come close to. I am still recovering, and still paying for it, but it was worth every bit of the pain, and I'd do it all again. I am British after all! lol
Cx
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