Friday, September 19, 2008
20th Sept. Menai Bridge and church on the island
It was a crisp autumn morning.
Ecky pleaded to stay at home. She really wanted to play more with the Polly Pocket cruise ship. So, Bill stayed at home whilst Ashley and I went to see what the new car boot sale had to offer.
This is its second week and had attracted a fair number of stalls and I came home with books and a couple of 1950s items.
It is on again tomorrow morning.
Later we had to exert a lot of pressure on Ecky to get her out for a while. She has , of course, been feeling run down with a cold..... and there are toys which we brought with us yesterday.
But finally she agreed to a walk in the fresh air. Immediately we were in a world of where the fairies might be living and she was very happy.
Our destination was close to Bangor - the little old church on the island close to the Menai Bridge. This land becomes an island with a causeway across to it at high tide.
We had all been there once before several years ago - Ekatarina was not walking then and was pushed around in the push chair.
The bridge is impressive from any angle you might see it. It was constructed in 1826.
Our walk around the "island" took us to the war memorial and past many gravestones.
I found myself in deep conversation with Ecky about re-incarnation.
She told me that she felt sure we had many lives.
Later we left the church and walked until we passed underneath the sweeping high arches of the bridge.
Very impressive and as full of history and spiritually uplifting thoughts as the church.
On the way home we called in at Morrisons for some food.
Lunch was, of course, Chinese. We finished the tasty selections we had picked yesterday evening.
I was determined to try and be helpful and so during the afternoon I "attacked" Ecky's bedroom.
I guess bargain hunters like our family would realise how easy it is to fill the house with things for almost no money. Ecky's room is no exception. She has masses of toys and books - with shelves of books all along the landing as well as in her bedroom.
I went through her clothes and managed to reject some which must be too small by now. But still I ought to go through her socks - she has more than one pair of feet need and many are probably too small.
Ecky is very loathe to part with things - even toys she hasn't played with all year.
But somehow I did manage to get to a point where most of her bed was clear and also the floor.
The bed is covered with at least 30 cuddly toys, many of which have featured in our games in Crawley and been bought at the Sussex car boot sales.
We took a lot upstairs that was cluttering up the living room too.
The dining table is half cleared now!
Bill went out and fixed up the new washing line and after washing up the lunch things did a certain amount of general cleaning.
We are now exhausted. Ashley has a sore throat.
We might be taking home a souvenir of this trip that we definitely don't want!
Ashley, Bill and Ekatarina are now watching the first part of the new series on BBC about the boyhood of Merlin.
Soon it will be bedtime for a young girl - can't call her a "little" girl any more. She is tall and full of opinions and ideas. But she will still crave being read to once in bed.
Goodnight.
Ecky pleaded to stay at home. She really wanted to play more with the Polly Pocket cruise ship. So, Bill stayed at home whilst Ashley and I went to see what the new car boot sale had to offer.
This is its second week and had attracted a fair number of stalls and I came home with books and a couple of 1950s items.
It is on again tomorrow morning.
Later we had to exert a lot of pressure on Ecky to get her out for a while. She has , of course, been feeling run down with a cold..... and there are toys which we brought with us yesterday.
But finally she agreed to a walk in the fresh air. Immediately we were in a world of where the fairies might be living and she was very happy.
Our destination was close to Bangor - the little old church on the island close to the Menai Bridge. This land becomes an island with a causeway across to it at high tide.
We had all been there once before several years ago - Ekatarina was not walking then and was pushed around in the push chair.
The bridge is impressive from any angle you might see it. It was constructed in 1826.
Our walk around the "island" took us to the war memorial and past many gravestones.
I found myself in deep conversation with Ecky about re-incarnation.
She told me that she felt sure we had many lives.
Later we left the church and walked until we passed underneath the sweeping high arches of the bridge.
Very impressive and as full of history and spiritually uplifting thoughts as the church.
On the way home we called in at Morrisons for some food.
Lunch was, of course, Chinese. We finished the tasty selections we had picked yesterday evening.
I was determined to try and be helpful and so during the afternoon I "attacked" Ecky's bedroom.
I guess bargain hunters like our family would realise how easy it is to fill the house with things for almost no money. Ecky's room is no exception. She has masses of toys and books - with shelves of books all along the landing as well as in her bedroom.
I went through her clothes and managed to reject some which must be too small by now. But still I ought to go through her socks - she has more than one pair of feet need and many are probably too small.
Ecky is very loathe to part with things - even toys she hasn't played with all year.
But somehow I did manage to get to a point where most of her bed was clear and also the floor.
The bed is covered with at least 30 cuddly toys, many of which have featured in our games in Crawley and been bought at the Sussex car boot sales.
We took a lot upstairs that was cluttering up the living room too.
The dining table is half cleared now!
Bill went out and fixed up the new washing line and after washing up the lunch things did a certain amount of general cleaning.
We are now exhausted. Ashley has a sore throat.
We might be taking home a souvenir of this trip that we definitely don't want!
Ashley, Bill and Ekatarina are now watching the first part of the new series on BBC about the boyhood of Merlin.
Soon it will be bedtime for a young girl - can't call her a "little" girl any more. She is tall and full of opinions and ideas. But she will still crave being read to once in bed.
Goodnight.
