Tuesday 1st August


Made arrangements to visit Nat's dad yesturday, so after a quick tidy of the remainder of yesturdays debris, we were on our way. He brought some lovely snaps that Nat sent to him for me, of her last visit, and also some photos from the visit before christmas, where the Mook looks noticeably younger. There was a very nice one of me and Hop, which he said was awful because he was staring at the camera in a menacing stare. I said that he looked like that anyway (which produced a face like thunder, not helped either by the fact that I was going hahah! look!! you're doing it now!) She also sent me some poems clipped out of a magazine, tucked into a card with some glasses of wine on the front.
Spent quite a long time at the town hall, as I gave them a lift up to Adeje to sort out some paperwork, and me and Lucy ducked around to the back to play in the playground with the fantastic view. I haven't been over this way for quite a while, and it is amazing to see how more agile and nimble on her feet she is. Very confident about scaling a net wall, and running up the slide the wrong way. I even remembered enough spanish to have a conversation with a funny little boy who was playing in there too. He seemed quite intrigued by the fact I was English, but could manage a bit of spanish. We really must be dreadful as a nation at learning other languages if even a six year old has preconceived ideas.
Gave Mookster a double dose of the park, as I went to meet Rita up at the park after tea. I haven't seen her since June, as she has been in England. She thought that Lucy had grown quite alot. Hardly surprising, whilst we watched her demolish her ice-cream in record time.
Hop had football training, so I had some wine as I re-arranged the photo album to fit Nat's picture in, so they still run in more or less chronological order. There are a few gaps of a couple of months here and there, for one reason or another (I think that the camera broke), but for the most part there is a pretty constant record of what we have been up to as a family for the last 4 years. With the arrival of the 21st century and digital photography into our household,duff photos are a thing of the past. The only problems which remain are Hop's scary stare, and one of my eyebrows, which always seems to go higher than the other, making me look startled. (Perhaps it's Hop's stare!)
3 Comments:
I love digi cams for that. I haven't looked like Frank Bruno in a photo since at least 2001. xx
You never really looked like Frank, it was just me being mean. I remember you did look like Ebenezer Goode on one of your NUS cards though...XX
Lordy, had forgotten about that. Not to metion the one of you and me in Leicester, with you looking cute and demure, and me like a gothic fright.
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