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{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

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{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. 

Inspiration from Amanda at SouleMama

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember...

SouleMama

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember...

SouleMama

Thanks to SUNNYMAMA for the inspiration.

A good day

Thanks Jo







Talking to big brother via skype



Blurry but difficult to get, Jamie's new hair.



And somebody was only just starting to party

An Unexpected night out

Just before she left for a weeks skiing Jo gave us tickets she had won to a Katherine Jenkins concert at Nottingham Arena.  They were excellent seats very near the front, not at all the sort of seats we would have been able to afford.

The supporting group, Escala were excellent, their electronic instruments were particularly visualy exciting being just skeletons of a similar acoustic instrument, but I loved the sound when they were using acoustic intruments, it had a richer depth to it.

Katherine Jenkins herself has an extraordinary voice, suggesting a deep seriousness and a studious classical nature.  The performance however completely gave the lie to this being a spectacular show mixing opera with circus and pantomime.  Very entertaining and extraordinary.











The show was called Believe and was promoting her new album.  It was a real treat to have a night out especially as it involved live music, even the fact that nowhere in Nottingham was serving food when we came out at 10.30 didn't spoil the evening.  And getting her Living a Dream album from Beth for Mothers Day was a particularly nice touch.  I listened to it twice while shortening my new bedroom curtains which was my choice of what to do on Mothers Day, unguilty time to create, even if it was just modifying was a real pleasure.

I also received a bottle of pink fizzy from J, a book from my wishlist from W, Paranoid Parenting, and will be enjoying a spa day with Jo sometime in the future.  : )  And of course was well looked after by Bruce all day, something particularly welcome as I have a rotten sneezy cold.

Stonehurst Farm Victorian Christmas

On the way to Stonehurst Farm Victorian Christmas weekend we dropped into the local garden centre to pick up an axe for Bruce's birthday on Tuesday (lucky man eh!) and have a reccy at their Christmas trees. All I can say is that this Father Christmas was prophetic, their prices were astronomical starting at £40!

This was a very welcome sight at the entrance to the farm.

As you can see there was a lot of mud, I could have done with these boots that I have just bought on ebay, the only things likely to fit me for a while.

This sheep was very eager to get at the food,

and some speed feeding was going on here!

And this cutie enjoyed a good scratch behind the ears.

I was surprised to see these babies at this time of year.

In the petting shed we witnessed this demonstration of keenness to be petted,

There was however lots of petting going on, Beth could have stayed her for hours but we persuaded her to leave in order to look for food saying we would come back but we forgot. Will have to go again but maybe wait till it is warmer.

Beth got these very seasonal hair clips in a lucky dip for 50p, quite a bargain, it wasn't divided by gender and it did set me wondering what a boy of the same age would have made of them?

And who could be expected to resist a ride on this!

She actually hit a pack of cards but the cork 'bullets' were too light to knock them off.

And of course this is always fun.

And don't we all agree that this is the perfect way to finish off a freezing cold and clammy visit to a farm?

And if you haven't had more than enough there are more pictures here.

Going Girly

For some time Beth has been against everything and anything girly and the colour pink has been to her like garlic to a vampire. But a transformation has been – very slowly – happening, starting funnily enough with cutting her hair very short. This seems to have been cathartic and released her from the desire to hide behind boyish clothes. This was I think partly a reaction to the bullying she experienced at school and I delight to see it go. I also delight in the actuality and the prospect of girly clothes, not too girly of course though.

So to Tesco we went, taking our voucher to keep the cost low, and a new wardrobe was acquired, full of lovely colours and flowing skirt like things. And – biggest shock of all as my kids duck when they see a camera, rather like the cats – a photo session was requested.

Here are the results:

But she is please to find that she can still climb the trees.

Talking about it to big sis.