Autumn conjours up pictures of cold, bright days, kicking up leaves in every hue of Umber and Orange and snaffling blackberries still hiding under leaves and getting the juice all over your fingerless gloves. It’s a time of scarves and gilets rather than coats and hats.
Yet for us at DG Cottage, it’s like a switch has been flicked from Indian Summer to Wet British Winter with very little Autumn between the two. The leaves fall from the trees, the colour of bright-burning evening fires, but lay limp and wet underfoot, slippery and without thrill.
So when it came to take photographs of LBG in her fabulous Autumn Kids Clothes from House of Fraser, most of them were taken in the our beautifully made-over Summerhouse than out in the woods owing to the rain. It’s a great spot for relaxing and reading so it’s a good thing that the clothes were comfy: kids need their clothes to keep up with them.
The trousers, though age 6, were a little long in the leg, though they moulded them well, and very large in the waist. I would have preferred an adjustable waist in this age bracket. That said, they are a fabulous colour and the added sparkle makes her very first pair of jeans a winner!
The denim shirt works with everything, whether under a cardigan, over a vest or as a jacket: ideal for a little girl who wants to put her own outfits together. She likes the versatility. I like the tailoring, and the simplicity of denim not emblazoned with unnecessary logos and mottos.
And the striped top, by my favourite brand Joules, is comfortable and fun and looks very cute indeed. The fact that you can buy from a variety of brands in one place at House of Fraser is a big draw. Another big draw is the fact that this whole outfit was less than £50, so even DH is happy.
Girls Sparkle Jeans,
Mango Denim Shirt,
Joules striped top
We were invited to try out some clothes from the House of Fraser children’s range for the purposes of writing this review. All opinions and photographs are our own.
There are, on average, 90,500 online searches a month for ‘chocolate cake recipes’, so Waitrose.com have compiled the ULTIMATE collection of chocolate cake recipes in one handy place on their website.
To test how great their recipes are, they challenged me to make one of the online recipes with one proviso: that I used a secret ingredient, which they would supply, in my cake. Not one to turn down chocolate, and having a surfeit of eggs, I was quite happy to see what I could do.
I am perfectly capable of following recipes, but the one thing that always gets the better of me is the ability to “translate” a recipe cooking instructions to suit the Aga I have in my kitchen. Thus the Mocha Chocolate Torte I made was a touch singed when it came out of the oven, despite me cooking it for less than the recommended time.
Of course most people don’t have Agas and so won’t have this issue. The recipe was easy to follow, though of course needed several bowls as the eggs were separated out, and aside from the singeing, turned out exactly like the picture. I eschewed the raspberries and cream in favour of a ganache topping made to look like a spiderweb, another idea I saw whilst on the Waitrose website, and the inspiration for my use of the Chocolate Coffee Beans that were my secret ingredient. It turns out that they make perfect spiders.
The ganache was made by melting 120g of dark chocolate with 120ml of cream over a low heat (this is where the Aga excels) and leaving briefly to cool before pouring over the cake and smoothing out. Meanwhile I melted 20g of white chocolate and put it into a small ziplock bag which I snipped a very narrow corner off. This meant I could quickly and easily pipe concentric circles around the iced cake, starting at the centre. Once done, I used the flat side of a knife to drag out lines from the centre to the edge, all the way around the cake, creating the spiderweb effect.
The remainder of the white chocolate was used to dot “eyes” onto the chocolate beans. I left these to dry then pressed them into the icing, using chocolate vermicelli strands for legs. Slightly fiddly of course, but a pair of tweezers works well, or a steady hand. These would look just as good on small cupcakes with piped spiderwebs too.
*Disclosure: Waitrose.com supplied the ingredients for the purposes of me making the case and writing the post. It’s delicious by the way. Even slightly singed.
It is surprisingly easy to put together a Halloween party, even if you weren’t planning one. We certainly weren’t when The Girls insisted we have one last October half-term when we were in Belgium. They do say that necessity is the mother of invention, so here are a few simple Halloween party ideas that we used.
A party needs three things:
3. dressing up.
For some parties, Dressing Up may just be putting on your best dress. In this case though, I had to conjure up costumes: a cat and dog. A pair of tights, one leg tucked into the other, and fixed to the waist-band of the skirt or shorts being worn made a great tail. I luckily packed the ear headbands, but it would be just as easy to affix paper ears to a regular headband (which I had to do later in the day when it was discovered that a pair of ears had been lost.) And I made good use of the eyeliner pencil I bought with me- the only time it was used on holiday- to add face make-up. I’m never doing it again though- how old does my then-five-year-old look?
The Activities required some thought, a lot of paper and some scissors. I came up with a programme of events, and worked a reasonable amount of Halloween-themeing into them without making them too scary.
Scavenger Hunt: I made a list of the common Halloween Motifs and had the girls go and hunt for them. Some things I found around the house where we were staying but the rest I made from good old paper and scissors. The spider’s webs are much like paper snowflakes to make, and a paper chain of ghosts needed little work beyond adding detail with a marker. I admit the skeleton may look tricky but it just took a paper plate, plenty of strips of paper and a vague idea of what a skeleton should look like!
Make Daddy into a Mummy: the classic game just needs a toilet roll and a willing mummy. In this case Daddy was the obvious choice.
Apple Bobbing: I haven’t played this since I attended birthday parties as a child. Apple bobbing was usually followed by bobbing for sweets in flour so that you end up with very messy faces. But we started with simple bobbing for apples in a bowlful of water. Again, as I was taking pictures, Daddy had to show them how to do it!
Treasure Hunt: I wrote out rhyming clues that ultimately led the girls back to the kitchen for their Halloween Reward: an edible spider, which took care of the Food element of the party. In reality the spider is a chocolate coin (unwrapped of course) with a few chocolate sticks for legs. I secured the whole thing to the plate with chocolate sauce.
Hot Chocolate: Daddy lit a fire and we all snuggled and drank hot chocolate as they sky got dark, and the cat and dog lapped it up!
Proof positive that parties don’t have to be big or fancy or complicated to be fun!
I have declared a break with convention in the DG home.
Rather than follow the more conventional calendar that runs from January to December, I will operate a calendar that follows the Academic year, from September through to August. It is such a frustration to receive the year’s events for the diary in September and then find I have to transfer all this data from one diary to another only three months or so later. Thus I am getting organised for the New School Year.
Handy therefore that I am now a fully fledged member of an Elite group of bloggers bound forever in a circle of love and trust over their obsession with stationery: the #LOVEstationery Bloggers.
I have loved stationery since I was first issued a Stationery slip at Prep School and got to visit what can only be described as a Santa’s Grotto of wonderment, smelling of fresh paper and sharp pencils. It was probably no more than a cellar cupboard but my goodness it became my personal Mecca. For how could you fail to be organised when you had a brand new pack of narrow-lined paper and a dozen razor sharp HBs to do your bidding?
Indeed my organisational skills, honed in the grey and despairing slopes of the Yorkshire Dales (bear with me: I’m getting caught up in Romanticising stationery here) has been one of my strongest CV skills. Pre-childbearing I was able to hold my calendar in my head, know where I was supposed to be- an when- on any given date. Even with DH added to the mix, and my various charges, I was a walking Almanac. But the childbearing years, the dog and the chickens, have all taken a toll on my timetable and now that Dimples has headed off to school I’m afraid my brain is fried.
So when Bureau Direct came calling with their #LOVEStationery blogger outreach I pounced on them. And now I get to pick something every month from their amazing online range of stationery to choose to test out and give my honest feedback on. I’m part of a team, so follow the hashtag to see what we’ve all been reviewing.
In my case, I chose the Quo Vadis Septanote** Diary in a fabulous azure blue colour. It has a week on a double page spread, each day broken down into times, with additional areas across the pages for notes and jottings. The paper diary refill fits flush with the pretty cover and the whole thing feels very sophisticated, so it’s perfect to sit on my kitchen table for everyone in the family to jot their appointments in. It has teeny tiny perforated corners to tear off so that you always know which page you are up to- though I have yet to master the Art of Neat Tearing. And at the back of the diary is a slew of pages for notes, the 2015/16 year-at-a-glance pages- so essential for forward planning, along with world maps, International Dialling codes and time zones which have fascinated The Girls.
An added bonus is the address book insert, which allows me to keep note of new addresses, emails and numbers that I need for daily life but don’t need to put in my address book. You cannot help but feel like life is under control with this in your hand! Because it’s refillable, it represents good value, even before you add the £24.95 price tag.
** The Septanote is currently not available online for you to look at, but the 2015 Quo Vadis Prenote has just come in and it is identical in terms of layout, design and price.**
Also included, an unexpected gift, was the Papelote notebook strap in pink, A5, which fits around the diary perfectly and is ideal for ensuring that I have pencil, pen and highlighter ready for use at all times.
And if you want to #LOVEStationery, sign up to the Bureau Direct newsletter, delivered each Wednesday to your inbox. An exclusive 10% discount code is shared on the first Wednesday of each month, so it’s absolutely worth the seconds it takes to sign up.
For six years I have had two shadows that weave in and out of my legs, follow me though the house- chattering endlessly- as I cook and clean and launder. They have grown like weeds and their combined force edges me out of my own bed, pushes me to the far end of the sofa, nudges me out of the warm spot in front of the fire.
For six years I have lived at the centre of a cyclone, a chaos, a maelstrom of sound and activity and exponential growth. For six years our family has grown from silence to activity, from one to two, from there to here.
Each weekend is a flurry of noise and events. There are presents to wrap for parties, hockey club and dog walking, homework and card-writing, ballet practice and card games. There are endless car journeys with pop music turned up as loud as is allowed. There is the noise and chaos you would expect of a family with two small girls, a dog and seven chickens. It’s no great surprise, though a source of great frustration, that DH retires so frequently to the woods with his chainsaw. I imagine the sound of a petrol-driven motor is actually soothing when compared with the Glee soundtrack played full volume.
Yet more noise on Monday morning when my alarm wakes me at 6.20am and I spend a frantic hour juggling girls and games kit and dog and breakfast whilst drinking coffee and wishing the bathroom guys would hurry up and put the shower in already. DH quietly disappearing to work whilst I cajole children into uniforms, hair into bunches and snacks into named bags. Then I load the girls and the school bags and the games kit, the drinks cups filled with hot chocolate and the handbag filled with whatever the children don’t want to carry, into the car and we set off for school.
But once they are safely deposited in Early Room with bags and kisses and the promise of something nice for snacks, what is there?
I walk out of the school gates unable to shake the feeling that I have forgotten something vital, my pace far slower on exit than arrival. As I get into the car my eyes fill with tears. I wonder, how is it possible that no-one else has noticed the gaping chasm in my chest where my heart should be? It must be gone because suddenly there is silence where once there was noise. The emptiness throbs in my ears, my lungs, my chest. No music, regardless of genre or volume, can mask it.
I walk the aisles of the supermarket, listlessly putting items in the trolley and it follows me. I look behind me frequently, convinced that I have lost something essential.
I have lost a child, a toddler, a precious baby that snuggled and grunted on my chest whilst it slept.
When she is returned to me in thirteen years she will not be the baby that called my name to come and fight the dark of night on her behalf. She will not need the magic of kisses on scraped knees or the soothing of feelings hurt in the playground. She will not watch whilst I clean up spilled milk and make her a fresh one- “in a cup with a lid full up to the top, and don’t forget to dry it all over!”
She will be a champion, a rock-star. She will know who she is and what she wants from this world in which we live. She will slay her own dragons, carve her own path, walk the world strong and tall and away into the distance.
And I will stay behind and watch her go. Proud and devastated. Much as I am now.
Though hopefully better prepared.
I’m celebrating Small victories with Belvita #morningwin
Belvita entered my life when I was house-hunting. Mornings are always such a rush, getting The Girls ready for school, feeding the dog, kissing DH goodbye. I rarely have chance for more than a cup of coffee before we head out of the door for school and whilst I was in search of our Forever Home, that meant leaving The Girls promptly, driving down the M20 and looking at houses- all of which seemed to be 20 minutes apart- then making it back for pick-up at 3pm.
I didn’t have time to stop for breakfast.
Luckily for me Belvita had the perfect solution to my hunger problem: they are the only breakfast biscuits proven to slowly release carbohydrates over four hours as part of a balanced breakfast**. And since then I have kept a couple of packets- they come packaged in handy portion-sized packets- in the glovebox just in case.
This came in handy last week when I forgot The Girls school bags- left on the driveway- and thought I would send them into school without a snack. That couple of packets fit the bill, saved my parental bacon and gave me my #morningwin.
It’s amazing how these small victories can make a big difference in your day, and all before 9am.
Since then I’ve been counting them, and it’s amazing how quickly they add up:
there was the time that the girls I usually have to wake for school woke up by themselves, which woke me, which made me realise I had slept through the alarm,
or when DH made my coffee for me before he left for work,
or that I put a school dress soaked during teeth brushing on the Aga and it was dry five minutes later,
or that I used the baby wipes I keep in my handbag to clean bird poo from a school blazer,
how I arrived at school just as someone was pulling out of a parking space and I got a prime spot!
And how on Fridays we have Breakfast-in-the-Car Day: they have cereal in a Ziplock bag and a probiotic drink whilst listening to One Direction. It gives them 20 minutes longer in bed and as we leave at 7.30am- and they are exhausted by the end of the week- that’s a big deal.
This post is an entry for #MorningWin Linky Challenge sponsored by belVita Breakfast. Learn more at http://bit.ly/belVitaUK
**e.g. With a serving of Belvita breakfast biscuits, a portion of fruit, a serving of dairy and a drink.