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Once upon a time, there was a blogger who got ideas above her station and decided it would be an excellent idea to join in with NomPlom. . . . .
And it says here that after 30 days she had to lie down in a darkened room and be hand fed Cadbury Twirls. The End
The green and pleasant land I miss so much.
I was trying to explain what the WI is to a friend. It is such a very, very British organization, if you have seen the film Calendar Girls you will have got the general idea. Its sort of Martha Stewart for regular folk, jam making, flower arranging, cake baking and really just about everything and anything else you can think of in the general, cooking, decorating, gardening, crafting and laughing vein of things. Its green wellies, Barbour jackets, sensible shoes and no "stuff and nonsense".
I left the UK a few months after turning 30 and at that age considered myself much too young to join (although these days I think it does attract a younger membership) but now I'd be signed up before you could sing the first verse of Jerusalem. Quiet a lot of the bloggers I read are big time crafters, I bet they would all be in the WI if they lived in the UK, super cool, trendy WI'ers but still WI'ers.
There are so many "things British" that I want for my daughter, sights, sounds and experiences that I cherish in the way only an expat can. Yet, I know that they will probably remain forever foreign, and no doubt strangely quaint, to her.
Never the less, we are working on learning William Blake's Jerusalem, she already has "God save the Queen" down.
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold;
Bring me my arrows of desire;
Bring me my spear; O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.
Oh dear Lord what number are we at now? Day 26, the end is in sight! The thing is I really hadn't done the training necessary for this. You can't go from one post, every other month, to posting every single day just like that. You need to break yourself in gently, you need a few saved posts up your sleeve for the days when you can not stay awake long enough to write anything.
It all looked so easy when I was reading other people's blogs, indeed I would feel quite irritated when my favorites had the cheek to take a break for a few days, how inconsiderate to leave me sitting here with nothing to read, where was the loyalty to me their loving reader? Never again will I huff, and roll my eyes like a disgruntled teenager, when a click of the mouse reveals the same post from days previously. I appreciate all you fabulous, more than once a week, bloggers like never before!
Once again I'm rolling out the photos in the hopes that they will give the "illusion" of a post. Here are the Mickey and Donald pictures from Halloween. Donald is darling little M whose family was in our travel group. So strange to think Loopy has known her longer than she has known S and I.
Halloween was totally Loopy's kind of holiday, she LOVED it, she loved dressing up, she loved riding in the wagon, she loved knocking on the doors and she big time LOVED that the people really did give her candy just like Mama told her they would.
The girls were so sweet together and as soon as they had their costumes on Loopy would only refer to herself as Mickey and M as Donald. There was a lot of "come on Donald" and "Hey, Donald that's Mickey's candy" when M decided the candy in Loops bucket might look better if she placed it in her own. Mickey's head fell off at regular intervals through out the candy gathering trip, which caused absolute gales of laughter - who knew Mickey could still laugh when his head is falling off?
Of all the American Holiday's Halloween is my favorite by far and much as the girls enjoyed the night it was nothing to the pleasure they brought to the houses they visited. It was so much fun to watch people's faces as they opened their doors to see M & D buckets in hand declaring "trick or treat". There were a couple of houses where I think, if we hadn't been keeping a firm hold of them, they may have been kidnapped. Yep Mickey and Donald were the hit of that party!
The sweetest moment for me was at the very first house, we had been practicing the whole "trick or treat" line with both of them for several weeks. All evening we went over and over the routine, walk up to door, knock on door, nice people open the door, you say "trick or treat", nice people hand over the candy, you say thank you and skip off to repeat at the next house. The girls were ready, they had it down perfectly, they were fully primed to unleash their adorable and irresistible candy gathering skills on unsuspecting households. They stepped up to the first door, knocked and it was opened by "nice person" with huge bowl of candy, everything was going to plan and then . . . . . nothing! They both just stood there, totally gobsmacked that it was all unfolding as we had described, total silence, not a peep, they stood, "nice person" stood, the girls could see the candy, the girls wanted the candy, but it had completely escaped them as to how to acquire the candy. Then two little voices, in perfect unison, said "pleeeeez" and Mickey and Donald held out their buckets. Love them, just love them both.
I ask you, would you not be defenseless in the face of such cuteness? Not only would you be emptying your bowl of candy into their buckets but you'd be emptying your larder of all sugar products and throwing in your complete CD and DVD collections along with any decorative pillows you might have. You'd be begging them to take whatever they wanted, just please stop with the unbearable cuteness, you too would be their slaves. Welcome to my world.
I might not have any shoes of my own to show you but here are some of the ones we brought home from China for Loopy. 
Loopy has yet to meet a pair of sunglasses that she doesn't love.
But it isn't just wearing sunnies that she can pull off, she can do the whole bows, hats and wellie boots look too.
This blogging through a Holiday is doing me in. I think they should move NippyPippy to a nice "nothing going on" month like January, although of course then it would have to be called JannyPanny. The thing is I'm not a multi-tasker, indeed I think we've established fairly conclusively that I struggle with single-tasking, so how am I supposed to eat copious amounts of left over pie (not pumpkin) AND type posts?
Its not even just my posts, so many Bloggies are
doing the NipPip that I've got so much more to read each day. Not to mention reading and replying to all
the brill comments being left here. However, its answer comments or post, so post I will. If I don't finish NatPat I know it will be ridicule and humiliation from all the bloggies that do! So as I catch up with responding to comments, just take it as given, that I LOVE
reading all the funny, kind, interesting comments that have been left - they totally make my day, thank you :)
Now, by way of today's post, here are some more Loopy photos. When we were home last Christmas we sadly didn't have a lot of time to visit with friends but we did manage a couple of days with two of my best-est friends back home. We used to keep our horses together at the same yard and saw each other every single day, I miss them both very much. The husband of one has a photography business and very kindly took some pictures of Loopy for us. It was such a lovely day, filled with playing children, tolerant dogs, beautiful horses, crazy chickens, general mayhem and much laughter! Thank you again Tom for the great pictures.
There was scoffing
and music
and more scoffing
A lovely time was had by all!
It was so much fun reading the comments on yesterday's post and apparently, not only am I a big ole slacker, but the peeps that read my blog are too!!!! ;)
I don't read as many blogs these days as I did before The Loopster came home. Many of my favorites have ended and others gone password protected and I never manage to keep up once a password is involved.
Of the ones that are still around, some of my favorites are those that are filled with lots of chatter about nothing much in particular, punctuated with the occasional brain taxing, thought provoking, type of post that keeps you on your toes. I like how reading those blogs feels like sitting down for a chat with a friend but sometimes I'll be reading a post and I'll realize "this person would so be horrified by me if the knew me in RL". Its not that I "lie" about who I am on my blog but its just, I am a just a wee bit selective in what I let you see. I'm not sure I'd be considered quite up to scratch if they met me in RL. I'm such a slacker, for example Loopty went through a phase of requesting mac n cheese for breakfast and I couldn't really see why it mattered so mac n cheese was what I served. She of course eventually moved on and is currently on a Weetabix kick (the real breakfast of champions) which she also sometimes requests for lunch. I've discovered from reading blogs that its not really the done thing to feed your child mac n' cheese for breakfast. How was I supposed to know, they never said anything during our Home Study.
Oh and I'm getting the feeling that most bloggers would take a dim view of letting your daughter play Keno at the Casino and playing two cards at once would most definitely be out of the question.
Then there's my best intentions that I don't quite pull off, remember those toffee apples? Yes, well they haven't quite happened yet. I made the mistake of telling S about them and he wanted in but, he's been traveling a lot and so, even though they'd only take 10 mins to do, this is what they look like right now.
Next there is my Holiday decorating, we are (very luckily) going to a friends house tomorrow but I still had grand schemes of making a beautiful Fall/Thanksgiving table decoration thingy. I even bought some of those cute little pumpkins to use and its not like we don't have a zillion leaves I could use too. Well its T-Day tomorrow and here is my table decoration.
I've heard rumors that Martha is taking up a petition to have me drummed out of CT.
From Mrs Figby I learnt that there is a whole group on NippyBoppyPoppy that is posting a photo of a different pair of their shoes every day. I have always loved shoes but its not true what they say about your feet not getting fatter when the rest of you does, I don't fit in any of my nice shoes now, not that I ever had many and there's not a label among them. Rather than buying more (since it would be sad for the poor things considering they would be worn with jeans day in and out) I have worn the same pair of trainers every single day since we came home from China - well almost. I think there may have been maybe half a dozen days during that time when I wore a pair of ankle boots but other than that, every. single. day. There holding up remarkably well considering. Perhaps its because I've never actually been running in them?
Then there's our house, ugg, its constantly a chaotic mess and when I say that trust me its true, I'm not talking a little bit untidy I mean chaos. There is one room that has finally gone completely over to the darkside, I sometimes despair of ever reclaiming it. You know that Fall/Thanksgiving table decoration I was going to make, well behold this is the table it was supposedly going to adorn!
Then there is Loopty Loops bedroom, none of the windows in our house have curtains, we aren't overlooked so it doesn't really matter. The windows are all lopsided and odd sizes so we would have to get custom made curtains or blinds which would cost a fortune and anyway the windows are beautiful naked. However, what I had forgotten is that babies don't sleep in light filled rooms so when we first came home from China we made a make shift solution to block out the sun in Loops room.
Yeah, well that make shift solution is still in place a year and a half later. Do you think she'll be scarred for life, I guess window treatments would probably be cheaper in the long run, you know, rather than paying for the therapy she'll need.
All the photos I see on the blogs I read show immaculately tidy rooms and I have yet to see anyone with bin bags as window treatments . I am the slacker-est slacker of all Blogdom. I told you I need to go on a "Pull your socks up ya big slacker" Seminar. The irony is that I crave organization, I love decorating, but this house with its complete lack of closets and our lack of furniture has me beat, it laughs at my filing cabinet and ridicules my attempts to bring order and turns its nose up at my rubbermaid storage tubs (aka in our home as alternative furniture).
So here I am with my nose pressed up against the screen ooohing and aaahhing over the brilliance and beauty of all the other bloggers. If they only knew, they'd probably ban me from even reading. Hmmmm, maybe we should just keep the horrors you have seen here today our little secret, no need to mention it to anyone else - okay? Our dark little slacker secret!
I was intending to post the video of what LoopyLolly got up to after she came out of the elevator but I still can't figure out the whole video loading thing. Maybe you can guess? It was very NYC.
Also, I fully intend to bore you senseless with a blow by blow account of this weekend in New York including my review of Wintuk, also known as "Winsuck", and my hair cut, also know as "hairsuck" but I haven't had time to write anything yet so, for the moment, consider yourselves let off lightly.
In the meantime, those crazy Pom girls have only gone and started another blog, no wonder they couldn't NombyPlomby, with the number of blogs they have between them it would have resulted in a nasty case of blog posting burn out by day 3 and we all know that isn't pretty!
Their latest exploit is all about a subject close to my heart, stationery and the bits and bobs that go with it. I love cards with a passion and when ever I happen upon something particularly beautiful I will buy it in duplicate or triplicate and then stash it away waiting for an occasion to send it. Sadly my "stashing" skills are far more advanced than my "finding" skills and many a card has missed its perfect opportunity to be used due to my having hidden it away in a place so very, very "safe" that it will never be seen again. So, back to the Pommy goodness, the new blog is called Paperotica and is full of lots of luurverlies, which reminded me of a website I kept meaning to post about, its a really beautiful line of stationery and gift items that I absolutely love called Joy.
The designer Mel Lim started making her own stationery when she couldn't find cards to send home that were not white, "her old nanny would have flipped if she had seen an all white card as white is the color of death in the chinese culture. . . . Mel created her line using energetic symbolic colors and elements, blending east and west, modern and vintage, letterpress and offset printing"
This penguin design is from her "thank you" range and can be purchased as a single card, or a set or just the little "Joy Jujus" for good luck and protection. The Jujus all have a little explanation of the Chinese significance of the image "Bowing is not a sign of weakness in the Asian culture. It's a sign of respect, gratitude, appreciation and humility."
The tiger baby cards (available for boy or girl) are a lovely alternative to the usual run of the mill pastel pink or blue cards. "According to Chinese folklore, the tiger has mystical powers that enable it to protect children from danger." Along with co-ordinating wrapping paper and boxes there is now a new line of organic baby wear,like the Blue Koi pictured above. I haven't seen the clothing in RL but it looks sweet.
To see the whole range click on over to Joy by Mel Lim
Ready for the off!
Three hours of watching the world rush by.
Ready for the show :)
The moment Jo over at Rooby Red and Pom (and Lord knows how many other blogs) told me about this book Motherbridge of Love from Barefoot Books (love them) I had to order it.
I had come across the poem before and wasn't overly keen, it certainly wasn't a poem I would feel comfortable reading to Loopy but oh those illustrations, so utterly gorgeous, had to have it. When I got the book I found that the poem's end had been changed and I like the new version much better. Yet still, I'm not really comfortable with it. The illustrations however, are as lovely as they looked on the website and Loopy doesn't know I'm not reading the real words so all is good.
I know most of you already have this book but If you click here you can hear Amy Tan reading the poem, I may not love this poem but it still makes me cry.
Okay, gotta dash, off to the big city tomorrow!
Today was a big day at Tumble Tots, it was "Awards Day" which is when all the little "Tumbley Tot-ers" get a rosette inscribed with their names. Proof that they can indeed "roll like a crayon" and "tap their sticks up high". I'm not sure that Loopy was really entitled to hers. I believe blind eyes were turned and extra credit was giving for using your stick as a microphone and for excellent upside down bar work.
One of the things that has really surprised me about Loopy in these classes is that she sooooo likes to be up where the action is aka Teachers pet. Loopy is not an overly gregarious sort of gal but put her in a class and she likes to be sitting only inches from the teacher especially if said teacher is holding a musical instrument or, like today, a shiny rosette. The music thing is fascinating to me but I will have to save it for another post as I've got to dash but here are a few shots of the little teachers pet talented student.
All the other children were lined up beautifully behind the magic yellow line awaiting their moment of glory but not Loopy she broke ranks the moment she eyed those rosette-ies and decided she had best be up front to help, she also tried quite hard to acquire one for Mummy but alas was not successful, fair enough I suppose since I never did manage the "bear walk" and my "forward rolls"? Well, lets just say not something young children should be exposed to.
Behold the spoils of Tumble Tots
I've been trying to upload some video from the summer but I'm having no luck, I can't figure out what I'm doing wrong. Instead here are a couple of photos from the same trip.
Gotta take a closer look when your choosing a popsicle!
Seeing as we don't have Thanksgiving Day in the UK I thought I'd better gen up so I can 'splain it to Loopy Lu.
I believe the general idea is to be "thankful" (excellent idea) and that this stems from the Pilgrims being grateful to the Native Americans for giving them the "101- New World Survival" class before they all froze or starved to death. Is that about the gist of it? Oh and they had a big slap up meal together to give thanks, hence the traditional mega scoffing on Thanksgiving - correct? I presume Turkey was on the menu, no? What about that hideous Pumpkin Pie? Maybe that was just a misunderstanding and really the pie was a traditional Indian household cleaning product but when they saw the silly old Pilgrims eating it they were too polite to correct them and ever since an entire nation has been subjected to eating it once a year.
I thought I'd get some children's books for Loopy to help fill in the gaps in my knowledge. Not that I don't have every confidence that I have my facts totally correct ;) indeed, I was surprised to see that several books reported, incorrectly, that the Pilgrims arrived in America by ship when everyone knows they came in great big trucks
Just joking! They didn't even have trucks
back then - that's why they came over in hot air balloons.
Hah! I crack me up, anyways I did find some lovely books for Loopy that I highly recommend and which have been a big hit with the Loopster.
We started out, appropriately enough with "The First Thanksgiving Day a Counting Story by Laura Krauss Melmed. This is a lovely, simple book with absolutely beautiful illustrations by Mark Buehner. I linked to the Hardcopy because, they have one of the pages uploaded for you to view to get a better idea of just how lovely the pictures really are. However, currently its showing as only being in stock in the paperback version. I was interested to see that the Pilgrims were wearing the same hat as Guy Fawkes which just goes to show that they had no fashion sense since that hat was soooo 1605 not 1620.
Next we went for "Thank you, THANKSGIVING" by David Milgrim. OMG we LOVE this book, its about a little girl who goes on an errand to the store to buy cream for the pie (I think one of the pies is God awful Pumpkin but luckily it looks like apple and cherry are on offer too). On her walk she calls out "thank you" for all the lovely things she sees and does along the way. The illustrations are just delish and not just because the little girl bears a striking resemblance to Loopy ;)
Lastly we have "Thanks for Thanksgiving" by Julie Markes illustrated by Doris Barrette. Like "Thank you, THANKSGIVING" it isn't really about the story of Thanksgiving but about things we can be thankful for, such as, "music and dancing and art". Again, beautiful, rich illustrations, can you tell I'm just a sucker for pictures?
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Fourth stanza from FOR THE FALLEN by Laurence Binyon
These poppies are so familiar to me, every year I would buy several, partly because I tended to loose them or leave them on different coats or jackets but also because I liked to take them apart and stack several of the paper petals all on one green stalk, giving me a "mega" Remembrance poppy. I remember the dilemma of whether to use a pin to hold it on my shirt/jacket etc. or whether to just thread it through a button hole - they fell out, and off, either way. If I managed to hold onto one for week or more the green plastic stalk would be all bobbly from where I had chewed it - don't ask me why I did that but I did.
My buying multiple poppies wasn't only in order to be able to sport a "mega" poppy, I learnt from my parents example to never pass a Royal British Legion poppy collector without putting money in their collection tin. The money goes to help ex-servicemen and women or their dependants.
Before living in the US I had always assumed that Veteran Day was very much
like Remembrance day is back home but to me it doesn't seem the same at all. In the UK the red poppies start to appear from November 1st and by November 11th it seems as if they are everywhere. My first November in the US I hunted for a poppy collector but, of course, found none since they aren't sold until Memorial Day. My first Memorial Day, when I finally came across a volunteer from the American Legion, I think I nearly gave him a heart attack with my enthusiasm for the familiar poppy, despite it being of a very inferior design to the British one (its true). However, even on Memorial Day it seems the poppies are worn by a much smaller percentage of people than at home.
It is sad to me that Memorial Day in the US seems to be as much about retail sales, parades and the start of the summer as it does about remembering the fallen. Maybe it just seems like that to me because I don't attend a church or have children in school to bring home their Memorial Day projects? Certainly the parades are big and impressive and yet somehow often missing that sense of Remembrance and poignancy I had experienced at home.
Maybe having Memorial Day and Veteran Day had diluted the effect?
In the UK Remembrance Day (or Armistice Day as it was called then) was first held in 1919 to commemorate the end of the First World War the year before, on the eleventh hour, of the eleventh day, of the eleventh month. After the Second World War it was named Remembrance Day and the dead from both wars are remembered along with those have died or been injured in later conflicts.
Every year on Remembrance Sunday the Queen along with leading politicians, representatives from various religions and the military forces lay wreaths of poppies at The Cenotaph in Whitehall, London. Through out the country other services of Remembrance are held, there is military marching but the mood always seems more sombre and reflective than anything else.
The Remembrance Festival is held at the Royal Albert Hall. There is an afternoon performance for the general public and then an evening one which is attended by the Royal Famiy and which is televised. Having parents who both lived through the war it was obligatory at our house to watch the service and long after I left home I kept up the tradition. It is always a very moving performance which ends with a two-minute silence as thousands of poppies fall in memory of those who lost their lives. Those silently falling poppy petals are heartbreaking, you can not watch them without feeling both great gratitude and terrible, terrible, sadness for those who died so young and so violently. You watch,vowing that war will always be the very last resort. Yet here we are today, two nations joined in a needless war, how did we allow that?
Perhaps it is because my parents lived through the war that Remembrance Day is so important to me. My Dad flew Spitfires during the Second World War. My Mum, like so many other children, was evacuated from London to live in the countryside while the city endured the horrors of the Blitz. I hope I will pass down to my daughter just how important it is that we never forget.
Whose going to pick them all up, that's what I'd like to know.
Loopty Loop and I have recently started going to a Mummy & Me class at the Aquarium. Its a very nice little class and every week they try to bring a "creature" along for the children to meet. We've had turtles, tortoises, star fish, snails, fishies, lizards, octopus (well octopus eggs) and various other little scaly, swimmy, multiple legged visitors. They've all created great interest from the children but a couple of weeks ago a real crowd pleaser popped in for a little meet and greet.
There is always a story and an art project to do that ties in with that weeks visitor so this week it was penguin puppets - can you spot which one is Lulu's in the top photo? Ever the rebel hers is the only one upside down taking a nap.
Oh and it even made it into the local paper I told you, we live in the middle of no where, penguins in classrooms in big news round here.
I did threaten you with promise you more Halloween photos so here are the first batch, oh yes brace yourself, there's another batch to come after these.
For the big night we had plumped for the Mickey Mouse costume but our local Aquarium holds a "Sea Scare" night the weekend before which provided the perfect excuse for another costume and so, I proudly present, "The Littlest Shark" - ta dah!
D'ya get it? D'ya get it? Shark, Aquarium, Shark, Aquarium - sheer genius.
There was pumpkin seed planting,
pumpkins galore
and spooky tunnels to swim through.
However, there has been a slight side effect of the two costumes for Halloween, for the last week, when getting dressed, Loopy has asked "who am I Mummy, who am I today". Indeed it is a bit confusing, mouse? shark? cheeky monkey (no costume needed)? Oh and it didn't escape her attention that S and I were not in costumes, not sure that we will get away with that next year.
Do you remember I was telling you about my conflicted feelings about what is and isn't okay for me to blog about? Every time another Bloggy friend goes password protected to protect their child's privacy I find myself questioning my own "decision" to post photos of Loopy with such gay abandonment.
Well it turns out that the Bloggers start young round these parts and something tells me someone's about to get even with me just as soon as she can figure out how to down load the photos.
I do have a very long, long, and as yet, unfinished post about the whole "to blog or not to blog" dilemma but, luckily for you, I'm saving that for another day ;)
"Remember, remember the 5th of November, gun powder, treason and plot!"
Now I'm not one to question the wisdom of my American cousins booting us lovely Brits out of their country just so they could have their "independence" and "freedom" blah, blah, but I do have to point out that if you had still been under our loving and tender rule you would have been having a fabulous time tonight. Fireworks, bonfires, toffee apples, burning of the Guy, sparklers, the whole nine yards. Still you made your choice and its no good crying into your Starreybucks now.
So back home November 5th is Guy Fawkes Day or Bonfire/Fireworks night as it is often called. This is when the British celebrate the foiling of a plot in 1605 to blow up the Houses of Parliment along with King James the First Guy Fawkes was the man who was caught red handed about to light the fuse so to speak. Surfice to say, things didn't go so well for him after that, still it was a bit of a scallywag sort of a thing to do wasn't it, so he really only has himself to blame for his head ending up on a stick. I mean to say, just because you wear an excellent big hat (see picture above) that doesn't give you permission to go round trying to blow up your Parliment, now does it?
Loopy and I are waiting till tomorrow to celebrate because Simon is away till then, but we have sparklers at the ready and we're going to have a go at making some of toffee apples.
I remember making them at school many years ago but wasn't entirely confident of the method, so went searching for instructions and found this video site. which for some reason I find highly amusing. You might want to click on the "how to kiss someone passionately" while your there, which has nothing to do with toffee apples or Guy Fawkes but there's no harm in double checking these things now is there?
When we were home in the UK last Christmas I kept seeing these little dolls in lots of gift shops. There are many different designs and you can hide a secret message inside them. They are called Momiji dolls they are a modern version of the Japanese Kokeshi dolls - little wooden friendship dolls. I haven't seen the Momiji's over here but they are available here and here.
OMG, I had more to say but I took so long looking for those links that I only have 5 minutes to publish this before I'm too late for NimboBimbo! Catch ya tomorrow :)
The Halloween post, oh stop your groaning, you didn't really think you were going to escape without "the Halloween post" now did you?
Now this isn't the "real" Halloween post this is just the appetizer because its looking like our power will be down in the next couple of hours. Right now the CT weathermen are all jumping up and down, besides themselves with excitement, about a storm heading our way. Bless their little hearts they are always so jealous of all the "big weather" that goes on in other States that when we get a little bit headed our way they can't contain their joy. They keep trying to be all serious and concerned but their glee keeps seeping through. So far they've been able to restrain themselves from breaking into the "Happy, happy Storm dance" but I think I did catch sight of one of them hugging themselves with happiness.
So, just in case I can't post later today, I thought I'd better put up a Halloween pic so that day #3 is covered before some "wishy washy, no back bone" power line falls over because the big bad storm blows an extra big leaf on its cables.
Oh and don't be thinking your getting off this lightly, I have a whole stash of Halloween pics to post another time - oh stop it, you know you love it really.
Hope the storm doesn't get too bad and everyone stays safe and dry!
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