Season of Mists and Mellow Crepiness...

[QueenQueenie]

Here you go Crepesters...

Auriga, that is a suggestion worth investigating! I will see if I can dig out the bill/what carpet it actually was!
Glad you have survived the job-leaving - 4 leaving do's? They clearly loved you

DD and her mates got back at quarter to one this morning Apparently my texting them multiple return options (prompted by other mum who was worried her DD wasn't as organised about travel as she was making out!) was a life-saver as it took them over half an hour to extricate themselves from the mosh-pit and out of Ally Pally and then they had to queue to get on one of the last trains.
Beachy, hope your DD has a good plan!

I am trying to gear myself up for ANOTHER application form. It's not even very complicated - it's all the bits around it that are, like the numerous things I have to send off as well, and the fact you can't pay by cheque you have to pay by postal order or bank draft (well, you can pay online but at this rate I'd be about £500 down with misfired applications....)

Hear hear Auriga, we have been waiting too long for details QQ

A decision has been made ( I made it years ago, but had to let dh come to the same conclusion and propose it as his idea) about getting bi- fold doors fitted to the garden and demolishing the wall between the kitchen and the living room.i can't tell you how jazzed I am about this. ( it will also precipitate the need for a bit of new kitchen, although dh doesn't yet know this. I am planning to paint everything milk white and apply colour using objets.

Cremo, that sounds fab! And yes QQ we need pictures!

MI, those visa, etc forms are awful, aren't they!

Good for your dd, though BTM! Hope she had great time. DS says new E. teacher big improvement 'old school'. Hope improved for DD too.

Cremo - have always wanted to apply colour using objets OR as I read in a novel years ago just painting the inside of my cupboard doors.

It turns out the missing bit of the form was a missing bit of the application process. Being a journalist I also have to fill in - on headed paper - a disclaimer that I'll be doing any work while I'm there.

I finally rang the surprisingly helpful helpline and MADE them go through a list of what I needed to enclose. It would be help if there weren't seemingly random extra things like checklists one is supposed to enclose; which aren't actually put in one nice place on the site saying 'print off these documents'.

Crem, that sounds lovely. I quite often fancy knocking down walls but DH would have a fit. We have a conservatory which I love, but whilst obviously we can walk outside, it has a couple of steps. I would love bi-fold doors so we could just walk out.

DD sounds competent, BTM, which will stand her in good stead when she goes to uni. When were in Arizona there was a 1D concert in Phoenix. The authorities set up a "holding bay" for parents, etc, to wait plus a drop off/pick up street. It all seemed to work well. Some kids came from as far away as Alaska!

I am feeling rough again and DH is getting irritated with me. I am seriously considering cancelling my weekend visitors. At least all the desserts/cakes are in the freezer for when they do come. DH has just left to help DD paint DGD2's bedroom so I can now lie on the settee and enjoy my misery.

I slept for seven hours straight last night for the first time in weeks, thanks to Night Nurse, and feel like a new woman. So am knuckling down to some academic reading. Christ, it's dull.

Our kitchen is white, with wooden worktops. I add colour via bags (school, hand and party), random pamphlets and sweetcorn on the floor.

I am at the theatre. Have had a meeting with Head of Performance and am now waiting for Conscript and ( yet to be named) The Director. Wibble

Morning all - have finally got DD onto the Eurostar having taken a very roundabout route to Gare do Nord - Chatelet was closed because of a bomb scare and so was the Eurostar terminal. Fun in Paris this morning - good job we left an hour early.

I'm actually feeling OK about her setting off but only because we're going with all her gear at the weekend.

Herbs - (asks carefully) - are linen shirts and cigarello trousers not good then? I quite like that look - not that I can do it owing to big shoulders.

Stropps - I'm sniggering at you at the back of the class with cynical friend.

Oh Hattie, she'll be fine, but what an arse to have a bomb scare thrown onto the mix. Believe me when I say, That Kind Of Thing used to happen here regularly,
When are you off with the stuff then?

I have made Ottolenghi's Giant Meringues and, randomly,cut the hedge. I am having a generally productive day.
MI I am so sorry about those visa forms. You must be at the end of your tether. Why do they make it SO complicated.?

@ herbs.

Herbs :)

I want bi-fold doors from the living room onto the patio.......

I like that look

Though today am trialling a wrap frock I purchased in the hospice shop for a tenner, Gap; either rather nice or not very nice. Not sure.

Cremo, I remember arriving at London Bridge at various times either to have a bomb scare or on one occasion an actual bomb; and the time when I then headed to my next station (roundabout journey in the days when Molly was my boss) and there was a bomb scare at Waterloo too. At this stage I started to shake.

Hatty, what a pain re the bomb scare, but great that she got off OK.

Addle, yes the new English teachers seem a vast improvement, thank God!

Well DD was in great spirits this morning. Apparently when they realised they were by girls from school (including a mean girl) who had left school early to get there, they pushed through the crowds to some boys they had met when they were queuing to get in - DD was on her similarly petite friends shoulders. The other girls (who are such big-shots at school) got picked up by their parents at the end

Herbs, ours is white with wooden worktops too now!

I was once in the NPG about 8 years ago when there was a bomb scare and we were evacuated (?February/Sunday) without coats, etc. Except that I was in the loo at the time and seemed to be having an Austin Powers type wee that went on and on and I just couldn't stop and leave. [TMI, I know but was weird]
Was also on the upstairs of bus outside Brixton Woolworths when the bomb went off outside Iceland. Produced an extraordinary judder right through the bus. Had to comfort dd with extended watching of Danny Kaye in The Jester (happy days).

No no! I'm not dissing the 'linen shirt and cigarette pants' look one bit - just saying that it seems a uniform among the teachers at my placement college.

Closer inspection of one the label on one of my charity shop 'bargains' reveals it to be 'Atmosphere' rather than 'Autograph'. Not quite such a bargain!

DH was working in Central London during the 70s when the IRA were periodically bombing there. I used to collect him from the station and I never knew what was happening - no mobile phones, of course. The train just never turned up. Oh, and if it wasn't bomb scares it was fires at the side of the tracks. No parking at the station in Essex; I would just drive round and round, DS in the carrycot on the back seat.

Have a nice time at the weekend when you go to see DD, Hatty.

Well i am very crepey at the moment, cold, silly period, coldsore, aching limbs, falling asleep at the slightest opportunity. Excellent.

Auriga, well done on workplace extrication and really good luck to you, Herbs and Stropps in new ventures. Stropps that sounds exhausting but - to miss the point entirely - is your phone waterproof or is it in a case? I'd like to be able to read my kindle in the bath.

BTM, excellent on your dd's adventures. Stuff like that is so good for confidence I think (especially if it has been knocked about a bit).

Hatty, hope it all goes smoothly. My dd seems to be settling in now, she's found it easier since freshers' week stopped and you are allowed not to be having fun all the time.

I grew up in London and still find it surprising now how rarely transport is disrupted for scares - it was so standard then (thought nothing like NI I am sure), we used to build it in.

There was a bomb found under the sixth form block when I was at school …I think we all thought it was a great adventure but I can now imagine the rows of white faced parents waiting for us to get home after the evacuation. Of course, we could only let them know from a call box. No mobiles, no social media.
I have a friend who has a white kitchen with various shocking pink items…toaster, kettle, tea caddy etc. It's very effective, crem
I am exhausted but quite pleased after a productive morning with ConScript, and Herr Direktor. (The latter is all swishy hair, perfect five o'clock shadow and expensive jeans). I really keep pinching myself. The first stage (10 minute-one scene snippet) is fully cast (vair pleased with the choices of actors) and scheduled for later this month. Herr Direktor likes it so much he's cast himself and ConScript in key roles as well. Lots of two cheek kissing and "lovey"ness going on.

I don't think one can accuse our kitchen of having a colour scheme, really. If I look at it too closely I'm amazed I ever invite anyone round. No wonder we have to ply visitors with Prosecco.

Snort @ Herbs' kitchen scheme. Our kitchen has waaaay too much colour - it's blue, bright blue - blue doors, blue plaid floor tiles (yes, really), white formica worktop with teeny blue flowers on it and blue wall tiles up the ceiling in some places. The rest of it is Pub Ceiling Yellow (not a colour that Farrow & Ball is recommending this season). While I will keep the fabulous cabinets as they are a work of art, they will be Not Blue eventually.

Rosebag - v exciting about your play, can we come and see it?

Wilbur, your kitchen sounds very kitsch!

Yes Rose, we will have to have a crepey outing to see your play!

I currently have red and white polkadot wallpaper in the kitchen.
I know, what was I thinking?

Yes Lalsy , NI was a rare auld place in my childhood. My favourite was having my school bag checked for suspect devices when you entered Woolworths, every time , and for years.bomb scares were a constant occurrence. Usually met with a shrug and meh face.
'nuf said.

Wilbur , sounds achingly cool actually.