Well there was supposed to be nice posts about clearing reeds from the stream and Jeans first night at her little bluw table eating etc... but the camera has vanished 🙁 Last I saw it was Monday night when I took some photos of a shrew.
I'm really not happy I can not think where the hell it could be and am slowely having to face the realisation that perhapse its been snaffled by someone :'(
This is more than annoying as most of my projects rely on me having access to a digital camera :'(
I still live in hope that perhapse Jean's got hold of it and I'll find it in some random place whilst cleaning - in the mean time I do have several 1000 photos to go through and sort.
Sigh.
This last week has been busy yet again!
With Village feast meetings starting up again - which we had forgotten about!
Friends staying, building walls, meet ups with old friends, building walls, business meetings, building walls, harvesting artichokes, building walls and vanishing cube units - oh and fixing laptops - on top of a normal week which for us is a tad rediculas anyway! Did I mention BUILDING WALLS?
This is my excuss for the bad blogging of late!
Oh did I mention that we had another leek under the sink - something different this time to before - which need fixing and that I've been doing the spring cleaning which includes that whole carpet shapooing thung!
Thursday night I went out - yes thats right out - on my own no Jean no Al. Just me to meet an old uni friend at the Royal William. This was basically the first time I've done this since Jean was born - so 8:30 saw me climbing the hill in the dark - a tad too scary for me as I am a wuse.
Still I made it and suprised the bar staff who insisted I was going caving! as I was wearing a head torch and had a maglite - a big purple one of course. I was a bit strange as it was sort of like first year of uni all over but with just a tad more depression. I t was a good night - I hadnt realised how much I miss going out really - especially here as there is no one our age about.
The young people are all pre-uni and the next youngest lot are about ten years older than us though they are the other perants in the village.
I think I am fortunate to find an old friend who lives close by!
Yesturday we got to meet some of Alaric's far flung relatives - we enjoyed a great lunch talking with Roger and Delores who I think are Als Dads cousin anf wife - but am not too sure!
Its growing!
She says things like ubbish for bits of paper she picks up or any food she decides she doeant want anymore of!
'All gone' is her latest which normally involves me being handed an almost empty bekker or bottle and being looked at expectantly.
We do however have the same argument with her every morning,
'Shoes!'
'No they're socks Jean.'
'Shoes!'
'Socks.'
'Shoes!'
'Definatly socks these are your shoes, those are socks.'
'Shoes!'
'Thats right they're your shoes'
'Shoes!'
'No Jean they're your trousers.'
'Shoes!'
'Yes they are shoes but Jean you're already wearing some shoes.'
'Shoes!'
'Yes Jean they are Daddys shoes you can't... oh you can wear them as well as your own shoes - cleaver baby!'
Even my sparkly red high heels had her cooing shuoosh at them - now she says shoe properlly though there is still some confussion over what it means, we think!
She has also taken to trying to help me clean, unfortunatly this also means she will empty her beaker in order to blot up all the water!
Sarah | sarah | 
Thu 1st Mar 2007 12:06 am | 
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