Bath Time (by sarah)

The fun of bath time:

squeel, giggle, splash, splash, giggle, giggle, ouch Mary don't bite, giggle splash, splash, 'Mummy? Daddy? Will I be in trouble if there is water on the bathroom floor?'

'yes'

long drawn out moan of dispair....

A moment of relative silence then -

'Mary's been very naughty and gotten water on the bathroom floor'

How fast they learn.

The grey slime I had to scrape out of the bath after they had finished shows me that they've both had adventures today - Mary still screams the house down when she is initially put in the bath and yet will instantly step into any paddling pool or puddle she sees :/

Blacky Buns Bye Bye (by sarah)

Blacky Jean's rabbit has sadly died - he had seemed off colour and then whilst we were on holiday his back legs just stopped working and he died shortly after. Jean initially did not cry when told - she had suspected it might be the case she said. I went off to get her some pjs and when I returned she was at the door of her room crying that he was her best pet. He was her first pet bought with her own money and raised from a baby. His ear never did recover properlly from where he tried to follow the guinea pigs out of the run on thier ill fated bid for feedom. But even with the scaring and repeated infecting he was still much loved and stroked and spoiled.

being a wiered mix of flemish giant and lop ear he was prown to health issues but when we got the little baby blacky we thought he would be with us for a good while.

Jean wrote him a letter explaining how sad we were and asking him to say hello to her goldfish and other pets we have lost. She then did a poem to.

For Jean this summer has been a bit trumatic for pet deaths - all three of her pets have died. We have taken great pains to explain that she looked after them really well and that is not why thy have died. She said to me that 'if you love something lots and look after it, when it dies if ghosts are true then its ghost will love you and protect you?'

I cried after she was a sleep as I hadn't said goodbye to him I'd just popped a pot of veg I'd been growing for him into his run so that he would have a great treat whilst we were away. Alaric says he strocked him for all of us.

This is not an Apple! (by sarah)

This is the first of our tomatos off of our Russian Purple plant that Alaric's cousin Violet gave us! Jean has been tending this plant - watering and things - it lives in the propergator and so is about five times the size of any of the plants I have grown from seed and which live outside!

Red, White and Blue (by sarah)

The photo above is Jean celebrating an Olympic gold. But I realised that with the Olympic fever that has hit the house that there are quiet a lot of Red, White and Blue photos so sort of thought I would collect them together 🙂

First there was the question of bunting! Then there was the question of Jean!

And of course CAKE!

Bread Puppies! (by sarah)

SO... I found an idea/recipe for bread puppies here yesterday and today I have baked them for a friends birthday present!

They are not the best bake ever and I used sour dough and we don't have a bread maker etc... but I'm happy with them 🙂