April 2009 - Episode 11 - 'There's Something About Teutonic Penises....'

[Guimauve]

05 Mar: Kazkiss: ISABELLE FLORENCE 4lb 6oz & OLIVER THOMAS 3lb 7oz
15 Mar: Cakeforbrains: OSCAR WILLIAM 7lb 2oz
27 Mar: ZuluWarrior: Alexander James 7lb 15oz
28 Mar: FrogmellaMoonbeam: VIOLET ROSE 7lb 9oz

02 Apr: Oddeyes: ELEANOR 9lb 8oz
03 Apr: Bebemoo: MEGAN LILLIAN CONSTANCE
03 Apr: Bumpalump: JACOB 8lb
04 Apr: BabyBolat: KARAHAN 6lb 5oz
04 Apr: Kingbeat23: IRIS
05 Apr: JumeirahJane: MILLICENT ROSE 5lb 15oz
06 Apr: BoffinMum: FELIX DAVID GORDON 7lb 9oz
08 Apr: girlylala0807 JAMES EUAN
11 Apr: SpringySunshine: GEORGE NATHAN 8lb 15oz
11 Apr: RachelinScotland: CLEMENT JAMES 8lb 14oz
11 Apr: Lou031205: ISLA SOPHIA 7lb 9oz
11 Apr: Electra: ISABELLA CAROLINE 6lb 3oz
11 Apr: AuldAlliance: ALEXANDRE 7lb 6oz
12 Apr: Phdlife: Name TBA GIRL 9lb 3oz
13 Apr: MathsMummy27: AMELIA CHARLOTTE
15 Apr: Guimauve: HUGO GEORGE 9lb 2oz
15 Apr: Bronze: ISAAC JOHN 7lb 14oz
15 Apr: Kalikaroo: Name TBA BOY 8lb
16 Apr: PuzzleRocks: HOLLY ELIZABETH 8lb
16 Apr: Brettgirl: HANNAH GRACE 6lb 15oz
16 Apr: ReallyTired: Name TBA GIRL
18 Apr: Staryeyed: Name TBA BOY 7lb 11oz
18 Apr: Dawntigga: SAMUAL 5lb 11oz
20 Apr: Wrigglyfish: SEBASTIAN 9lb
20 Apr: Swaliswan: BETH 7lb 9oz
21 Apr: B52s: SAM MARTIN 7lb 9oz
21 Apr: Feierabend: HAZEL LOIS 7lb 9 oz
21 Apr: Mrsgboring: EDMUND 8lb 12oz
23 Apr: Tristalewjac: LEWIN 8lb 4oz
23 Apr: NuttyTaff: TIAHNA SKYE 8lb 8oz
23 Apr: Purplemonkeydishwasher: ISLA ELIZABETH 8lb 14oz
26 Apr: Carameli: THEO LAURENCE 7lb 6oz
26 Apr: Surprisenumber3: EVIE ANNE 8lb 2oz
26 Apr: Bicnod: OSCAR MATTHEW 8lb 1oz
27 Apr: Loobylaboobs: OLIVER STEPHEN 7lb 7oz
27 Apr: Gingersarah: VERONICA ROISIN 9lb 1oz
30 Apr: MegBusset: ARCHIE 8lb 15oz
30 Apr: Elpis: ISLA JESSICA 8lb 11oz
30 Apr: Ladyofmuswell: SAMUEL
01 May: Satheresitting: Name TBA BOY
03 May: Conkertree: Name ANGUS ANDREW 8lbs 8oz
06 May: Frekkles: HARRIS MERLIN 8lb 5.5oz

PR I would think. I don't move in those circles.

Bit cheeky no?

I know I'm late, but Bicnod...I bow down to you. Could you now come and deal with A?!

I don't think it's going to last sadly - just had to settle him for the first time tonight.

Boff LOL at wet haddock

Auld - stick with it. I never believed O would settle without being picked up but he does about 50% of the time now.

Fei - I always bid at the last minute on ebay. You're very likely to sell it if you have watchers.

Off to watch another episode of 24. I'm so addicted.

By the way I've been inspired by talk of crumble - off to have rhubarb and custard. Yum.

Puzzle - what did you do about ZG?

Ha - DH is on Zac's email list somehow but yet to get FBd by him.

It will be PR I should think (not that I'm suggesting that MP-Wannabe-and-Shameless-Self-Publicist-Zac-Goldsmith doesn't personally want the very marvellous not to mention On-The-Electoral-Roll-Puzzle on his friends list)

Auld I would very, very much love to get back up to Scotland. I used to get up there at least once a year but haven't been once since having kids. These days I read Alexander McCall Smith to get my Edinburgh fix.

It could actually be possibly by April as our car is soon to be scrunched up into a cube to be replaced by something a little less leaky, mildewy, rusty and all-round roadworthy so we are thinking of maybe doing a family road trip to introduce the Wrigglies to Scotland.

As for Boff - well 8 degrees and what does she know!?

So both kids asleep, DH larging it up at leaving drinks working late.

Should Mrs Wriggly:
a) get on with some cleaning, laundry, ironing
b) pour herself a drop of wine and potter around on MN.

Oh - OK there is an option C. - get that crumble made seeing as I am now firmly committed to it. But I could do that with a glass of wine and MN couldn't I?

I just declined.

Although I wouldn't mind being Zac's chum if I got to nosey round his Mum's gaff.
I sigh every time I pass that place.

Wine, wine!

I wont hold it against you if the crumble doesn't materialise.

ooooh that house!

Last summer she opened her garden to the public so I went and had a good old nose.

(DD tore round the place like a child possessed and pulled the heads off half a dozen peonies and a few roses... )

Crumble is under way. Wine glass seems to be mysteriously emptying very quickly. As if by magic? .

Crumble will materialise, but it may be a wine sozzled disaster.

DH just rang to imply that he probably won't be back until really late.

How on earth did I miss that opportunity? Bah.

No where near on the same scale but I also regret not taking up the offer to explore this place before it had to be sold.
It belonged to the father of a good friend of my Mum.
Incidentally the owner, Robert Harling, was a close friend of Ian Fleming and said to be the inspiration for James Bond.
He was also editor of Home and Garden for many years.

[wonders why I have suddenly started writing Nick's father's obit]

Ooh hurrah for crumble.

that's the link I wanted

Not acid Amanda's Telegraph piece.

I now want a dressing table. Want, want, want.

I have never actually met Amanda, there is no love lost between her and Nick, who I notice doesn't get a mention. But if he is to be believed, she is very much like that Boff.

Puzzle t'was Dundee. I cannot speak for King's but I think all poncey, cocky medical students get a similar chat.

[sweeping statement emoticon]

Wow - what a place. Zac's mummy hasn't got a lake (swimming pool, yes. tennis court, yes. pet cemetary, yes. but no lake).

Dressing table Boff? You'll have to join my DD in the queue. She asked for a pink one dressing table just this avo (while decked out in a tutu, tiara, jeans and a rain coat).

Dundee Zulu? I think you'll find it that Edinburgh medical students are the creme de la creme. All the ones I knew were 100% certain of this diagnosis.

(Oh and 'pink one dressing table' wasn't the vino speaking. That is how DD speaks. As in 'I'm wearing mine pink one Princess Tutu')

Pet cemetary? That's quite sweet but I just think Stephen King.

Yup I thought Stephen King too.

Anybody follow the Sarah Brown conversation?

Random catchup while E frankly cries in his highchair

Wriggly that is hilarious about your library book. You should tell the librarians the truth. Unless they are very very sourfaced they'll help you.

Gui well done on 50th percentile. Re future breastfeeding, I know what you mean. My DS1 did just that and eventually moved to the 75th. I still BF Edmund and although we limped through with terrible weight gain and I introduced food on the dot of 17 weeks, it did work. DS1 has no ill effects and I hope E is okay with it too.

Auld lovely house

Bicnod very of sleep. Well done.

Puzzle first steps???

Edmund is much improved, thank goodness, though his chest still rattles like a goodun. His ears are full of snot, which wasn't great for his distraction hearing test. He failed He could just have ears full of snot (and he was falling asleep by the end of the test having refused his morning nap), but he could have a low frequency hearing loss. Get tested again in 3 months, and in the meantime DH obsessively playing low notes on the piano while he isn't looking to see if he looks round.

Off to Brussels at the weekend. Am a bit scared about it all

Right must deal with complaining baby before DH calls SS

hello, mrsgboring!!

(I don't know who Zac is; should I be worried that he doesn't want to be friends with me?

Bad night here: well, actually, he slept from 7:30 to 3:45, which could be viewed as not bad. But then he couldn't get back to sleep as his teeth were bugging him (I think) and his nose a bit runny (note to self: check cardigan for snot trails before going into the classroom in half an hour). So he wriggled and cried till 5, when his cries became indicative of hunger. We then slept till 6:30.
Yawn.

DS1 is stuck in Toulouse, where a whopping 2-4cm of snow has brought traffic to a standstill.
FIL is adamant I should not undertake the journey with A, saying he will bring him back by train.

Am hoping to go tomorrow, though, when the snow melts. TBH, sad as it sounds, a couple of days in lovely Toulouse with FIL and his nice partner, possibly offering to have the boys for an hour while I go into town alone and unfettered, and some adult conversation over an evening meal rather than another solitary session alone, well that was going to be my holiday.

gah, I always forget to close my brackets.
(oo-er, where is Nutty??????)