Project 366 Week Seventeen

Lets see what’s happened this week, shall we? We met with family on Sunday, managing to sneak a picnic and a walk around the grounds of Sheffield Hall between some fairly epic rain storms. Big thanks go to the Weather Gods who let us enjoy a really lovely few hours playing hide and seek in the undergrowth, jumping off gargantuan logs and chasing swans.

The rain continued unabated on Monday morning and we girls were in no rush to leave the house, but ran a few errands to give Daddy a break whilst he worked from home, then made our way over to see Granny. The Girls slept so well on the way over that they were reluctant to wake, even when the Princeton Branch called on Skype. Eventually, though, the cousins waved at each other, spotting Hello Kitty in the background and blowing kisses to Uncle Neal.

Before we knew it, it was Tuesday morning and time for the school run once again. LBG was delighted and desperately sad for the holidays to be over, but she was so pleased to see her friends and her teachers once more. Dimples and I headed off to cooking where we made an absolutely delicious potato salad that Dimples refused to touch, but which I enjoyed for lunch with some leftover poached salmon.

And before we knew it, we were back at the school gates to witness the sheer joy on LBG’s face as she told us about what a wonderful day she had. On Wednesday I collected her early and, leaving Granny in charge of Dimples, we skipped into London for the premiere of Disney Nature’s African Cats, which was attended by The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. It was a simply brilliant experience for us both: red carpet, cameras, other bloggers and sleeping in the cab all the way home.

All of which meant that the Thursday school run was tough. Although once the Little Misses were installed they had an absolute ball, as they always do. I meanwhile had a chance to catch up with several friends by fitting in three different coffee meetings. The coffee obviously perked me up because by the time I put the Girls to bed, I had written fifty birthday invitations, made a dozen medal biscuits   and transformed an old nappy caddy into a hairdressing station. I congratulated myself with a retro evening of Ginger Beer, Chicken Kiev and Hot Fudge Sundaes whilst watching Glee, as DH was out.

Friday morning was not good. I woke with a headache and spent the entire day struggling with it, despite plenty of strong painkillers. The highlight for us all was a ballet class. LBG tried a class about 9 months ago but a combination of factors meant that it really didn’t work out for us. This time was a different story- it was at her school, with some of her friends from Kindergarten and she had a fabulous time. Dimples is furious that she will have to wait until at least September to start.

After a very early night, I felt much brighter on Saturday morning and we were on the road first thing heading for the Beach House. We stopped on the way for breakfast, after which The Girls fell asleep (a late night?), giving DH and I an unexpected couple of hours to be incredibly productive. By the time friends arrived we had, between us, made a dozen chocolate chip cookies, meatballs in the slow cooker, a dozen cherry and marzipan scones, Thai Peanut Chicken and a Victoria Sponge complete with sprinkles.The Wonder Hound got off to a rocky start by frightening baby Poppy, but they were good friends by bedtime.