July 11, 2008

Barleylands

Yesterday (Thursday) was a lovely day after all the rain we had the day before. In the morning, Joy, Irene, Kayleigh, and I dashed over to the craft shop in Wickford for a few things we realized we had to have. Kayleigh wanted to join the group that was meeting for a class in their back room (she was fascinated by everyone having a cup of tea), and while I was checking out she sat outside and chatted with the woman sitting out in the sunshine going through stock records (a store employee). It was hard to tear her away—she had lots to say. My little social butterfly.

In the afternoon, Joy, Brian, and I took the kids to Barleylands. Brian provided adult supervision for Jonathan & Kayleigh while Joy & I popped into a shop, then we joined them. They had a splendid time jumping about on the bouncy pillow and going on the swings. We must have been there for two hours and they never even made it to look at any of the animals! (I did—I baaed back and forth with some sheep, petted some others, and took a look at the baby piglets and the bunnies.) Too busy playing and running around, which they needed.

Today they have been relaxing, playing games, and watching TV. This afternoon (it’s 3:40 p.m. as I write) Dale and I took his mum up to Costa Coffee (she had never been in there before), and then I went to browse around the Billericay Cookshop. Turns out the cute little square-top ice cream spoons I got Rita two years ago have been discontinued by the company. Too bad, ‘cause I think they’re cute! When I came back, I discovered that both the children elected to go with Joy & Brian, who are out getting a GPS system installed in their car. Be envious, Daddy!

This evening Dale and I are going up to the Chequers to meet Nigel, Graham, and Russ for a quick pint—not staying until closing time. Tomorrow is the annual Lake Meadows golf tournament, where Dale will be defending the trophy, and then on Sunday Dale, Jonathan, Ben, Sam, and our friend Kavita will be going to Duxford and seeing the WWII planes fly.

Posted by elizabeth at July 11, 2008 09:53 AM
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