Thursday, 30 August 2007

Hopping mad

A very lively Doogle was prancing around the drive this morning obviousy chasing something rather fast. He had found a grasshopper. Every time he caught it it would escape and hop off again. Eventually he got the better of it and ate it.

Wednesday, 29 August 2007

Still "Thinking about it"

I have decided to stick with the title of my blog. Why do we write blogs? I could call it "Is anybody interested", but maybe not. I suppose I just write about things that happen that I am thinking about; so on reflection I think that my original title was apt.

Bearing gifts

Just received a gift from my cat Doogle. Not a very welcome one. He deposited a dead mouse on the hall carpet and miaowed at me. I love you Doogle but.......

Tuesday, 28 August 2007

A day at the seaside

Didn't find time to post yesterday but here is the story of how Stuart's feet were exposed.

As Saturday was a hot sunny day we decided to take Stuart to Barry Island. This is a small Welsh seaside resort. Because of his fear of "foot exposure" we went prepared with his wellington boots.

He thought this a great idea and happily went in the sea wearing them. He must have been the only child on the beach who didn't have bare feet.

He came back to me with a bucket full of water and two boots almost overflowing with water. He assured me that if we emptied them his socks would be dry.

Unfortunately he couldn't convince me and as he wanted to go back in the water and only had one pair of dry socks which he would need to go home in he agreed to take his socks off.
He later had great fun burying his feet and causing earthquakes as they erupted from the sand.

Hopefully next time we visit the seaside we will not have to take his wellies.
It was a lovely day out with beautiful weather and I came home with a sunburnt nose. ;-(

Sunday, 26 August 2007

Stuart's Feet

My 4 year old grandson Stuart has a dread of taking his socks off. He doesn't like showing his feet. Even at home when he goes to bed he is very reluctant to expose his little piggies.
This is a rare view and hopefully it will be the start of him getting over his phobia. I'll tell you the story of this exposure tomorrow.

Lucky escape

I haven't thought about blogging since my first post. Had too much on my mind. On the night of Sunday 5th August I received a phone call from my desperate son telling me him and his family had just been involved in a terrible accident on the motorway and could I go and pick them up. He assured me the were all ok and they were near exit 14 of the M5 motorway.
Problem was how to pick them up. Four of them and our cars are not big enough. Couldn't take 2 cars because I had just had a couple of glasses of wine so couldn't drive.
Phoned friend Bob who has a 7 seater car and fortunately hadn't been drinking. He agreed to take us.
Now how to find them. Tried phoning him back to find exact location and no reply from either his or his partner's phone. Called the number he had called me from which turned out to be the phone of a person who had stopped at the scene of the accident and had since travelled on. He told me it had happened at junction 21 not 14. Next I phoned my friend Edwina, Bob's wife, and asked her to check which county this junction was located in and then find me the number of the police for that area. Wise Bob had said he didn't think we would be allowed to just stop and pick them up on the motorway. Fortunately we found out the correct location before we arrived at the point where we would have to turn either north or south on the motorway as junctions 14 and 21 are in different directions.
Next I phoned the police to find out where we could pick them up and they kept me holding on forever. They had the location of the accident but didn't know where they had been taken to or even if they were still at the scene. They advised us to travel to the service station a few miles before the scene and call them back.
Bob settled us down with a cup of tea and I phoned the police again. After another long wait They still had no info. Whilst I was holding for the police I missed a call from my son. On calling him back his phone was answered by a paramedic who told me he was restrained on a body board and they were taking him to Weston Hospital. He also informed me that the motorway was closed while the vehicles were being recovered.
We started on to the hospital and left the motorway early hoping to find another route to the hospital using the sat. nav. Shortly after leaving the motorway the police phoned to tell me where they were being taken and told us we could leave the motorway just before the accident scene as it was closed just passed the exit. So we returned to the motorway to take the easier route.
When we arrived my son was still on the board waiting for a spinal xray. His partner and children appeared ok although she was very badly shaken up. The xray showed no fracture so he was allowed to get up and after the rest of them were seen by the doctor we were allowed to take them home. The police told us where the car had been taken to so we collected some of their luggage on the way home.
We arrived home at 3.30am and eventually got to bed but don't think any of us really slept. They stayed with us for 3 days till they were feeling a little better had had purchased new child car seats so we could take them home safely.
It was a very worrying time but from what they told us of the accident they must have been the luckiest people alive that night. My son has written his blog about it and it is on:

Friday, 3 August 2007

Day one

Just set up my blog and now I cannot think of anything to write. That is typical of me but I am sure I will come up with something soon. From the title you will see I don't yet have a name for it either. Maybe I am too indecisive or maybe not very inventive!

Perhaps tomorrow I will come up with an idea. Feeling tired and ready to relax for the evening now. Friday is the day I do the grocery shopping which isn't very exciting and I never seem to do much else with the day after that and my weekly lunch out with a friend. That is always enjoyable except for last week which wasn't great (the food I mean, not the company). I'm sure we'll not eat at that place again.

I am a bit of a soap addict and have to watch Coronation Street and Eastenders every day. The latter I am unsure why I watch it but I still do. So that is what I am going to do now. Maybe I will write about something more interesting next time.