Friday, February 17, 2012

 

Electrical failures and family aid and fun.

Electrical failures!
Bill was woken by the alarm clock - not beeping, but one seemingly final death throe bang. It stopped working of course.
But it was not the clock that died it was the freeview box attached to our bedroom TV - and it wasn't even on.
Now, if we want a bedroom TV we will have to get another freeview box or even a new little TV.
Once awake, I came downstairs and switched on the computer. Would there be bids on the Anzac on Sea stuff? More of that in a minute.
I found that my monitor had also decided to give up the ghost. It had been flickering a bit lately.
So, of course, Bill's computer was switched on.
I got myself set up with familiar pages.
And posted the sorry tale of my monitor on facebook.
It wasn't long before Bill's sister rang....would I like Antony's redundant monitor?
Oh thank you, family!
By chance we had arranged to go and see Pam and Antony this afternoon. It was lovely sharing time with our niece and great nephew too.
And now I have Antony's monitor in front of me as I write.
I shall donate some money to the Littlehampton lifeboats tomorrow morning in thanks.
Now, back to Anzac on Sea.
Just like with the last lot of ephemera, I have been contacted by a man from Peacehaven who would like to buy it straight away. He claimed to be interested in local history.
I was not going to be duped....no way!
I checked his feedbacks. He has sold nothing on EBay. So all the Peacehaven stuff he has bought (and also Roman history items) are genuinely for him, I guess. Oh come on mother! Don't be so trusting! He might have a contact who he can pass things on to without the benefit of Ebay, and at great profit!
The items have only one watcher right now and I can guess that the watcher is the man who contacted.
I think on this occasion I might withdraw them from sale, on the proviso that we can deliver the bits to him and maybe see if he knows anything about Cairo Stores, which Bill's Aunt and Uncle owned.
It would be a good day out.

When we arrived at Bill's sister's, young Caleb was dozing on his mother's lap.
He didn't seem to be very pleased at being disturbed.


But soon began to be more alert and chat.
Photograph in the background of his great grandparents.






























Of course! He is a Thomas the Tank Engine fan. He had been to the Bluebell Railway earlier in the week and bought the lovely James, the Red Engine to add to his collection.

I like this picture of Caleb too - taken by Antony.
















I have another picture for you - which just made me laugh.
It is about English Grammar - but is not one that should be used in schools.


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Tuesday, February 07, 2012

 

Childminding.

Loved the sunshine today....and the blue sky.
It was not enough to clear the frozen snow, though. On the north side of our house it is quite treacherous.

My EBay problem is gradually being solved. The buyers are both very helpful and know that I am putting things right as quickly as possible.
I had better be very careful in the morning when I pack up some bus books - 11 out of 12 sold this evening.

Late afternoon and early evening we were babysitting for our nephews (half nephews?....quarter nephews? I don't know. Doesn't matter we love them and they are nephews.)
They were very well behaved and we had some good chats as we watched some CBeebies.
And I reminded myself that I love reading to children.



















Bath time. I forgot to put flash on, so not as sharp as they should be.
The boys have an ability that I don't have - don't think I could squirt water out of my mouth like that. I would just dribble down my chin!

Both boys used my camera.

I had to assist Otto by holding the camera - a bit big and heavy for a 3 year old.

I have cropped their efforts - just to get rid of quite large expanses of wall.









Felix managed the camera very well. Yes, I removed the excessive amount of wall, but I haven't straightened it up at all.










Ready for bed.
By the time Mummy got home, teeth had been cleaned and we had almost finished one book. It was about racing cars (with names and faces of course) who lived at Silver Hatch race track.

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Sunday, January 15, 2012

 

Family Day January 14th: Part 1 The Frosts.

Yesterday was a great family day - a day of 2 parts and 2 branches of the family.

This is the first part.
There were 14 of us, all connected to the Frost family.
We sat down to a good lunch together. Ruth took some photos of the group, which I hope to see at some point.
I have portraits of people both at home and on our walk.

Niece Megan and her son on the left and my nephew - half nephew? I am not sure.
Families get complicated.







              




Our nephew, Simon and his, soon to be wife, Nicki.
On the right, my brother, Roger and his wife, Sue and Mike tuck into a pudding of apple pie, fruit salad and ice cream.
Mike is the only on not directly related to me - and yet the connection is there.

Bill and Otto. Otto is a nephew, half nephew or whatever!

Life is such fun for a 3 year old!



















People begin a short walk in the winter afternoon sunshine.













We have just left the family home and almost immediately opposite is the old family home.
This is the house I grew up in from 1949 to 1965.














Family in Rectory Lane.

St Margaret's Church, where Bill and I were married in 1965.


















 Originally farm buildings.
Now The Barn Theatre.















Walking between The Barn and the church.


We met up with half brother, Matt and his daughter, Anna at the playground.














Felix swings across the bars.























































Time to get back for tea and cake.






























We will all be together again in 5 weeks to celebrate Megan and Tom's wedding.

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Friday, December 30, 2011

 

Brighton Christmas treat.

I like memorable days; I like to create occasions that add something to life - Wednesday was just such a day - a Christmas treat not to be forgotten.
We met up with 6 of Bill's family at Brighton Marina. Sorry we were late everybody!
We had lunch at The West Quay at the marina - a Wetherspoons pub.


Most of us chose the gammon and eggs and pineapple with various accompaniments.
The price includes the drink - so, yes....I enjoyed a pint of Guinness again!































Three of Bill's sisters featured here and 2 brothers in law.















After our meal we caught the bus to the pier. This is the cheapest way to get to Brighton centre. Free parking at the marina and most of us had bus passes, so a free ride.




Pam looks calm and happy. Julie looks pensive and Jane seems to be wondering just what she has agreed to!
"Did I say I would go up on that?"


There had been torrential rain in the morning.
But look how lucky we were with the weather - blue skies and soon to be sunset.














We had four times round the wheel and each time there was more of the setting sun over the pier.
Pictures of the view have turned out well, considering it is through a window and it is getting darker.



Looking west.
Telephoto lens has brought the ruined west pier and beyond closer than they really are.












































Memories of a summer day with Ashley and Ecky.
We had fish and chips on the beach from there. We played that crazy golf and then went on Volks Railway (station just beyond crazy golf) back to the marina.









































Domes and minarets of The Royal Pavillion and the large dome of the Dome Theatre beyond.

































Looking over the slopes of the town to the race course on the top of The Downs.

Looking east to the marina. My eye could just make out Rottingdean windmill.


Brother in law, Roger.
Julie asked me not to use the one of her on the wheel!















The pods take six people. So we split into 2 fours.
Jane and Geoff, Pam and Antony pose by their pod when the ride had finished.


We returned to the pier in the fading light.













Having fun by the sea side.




















Dark at half past four.

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