Thomas has a new skill. Clicking his fingers. He clicked so much over the weekend that he's got blisters.
School sent out 2 lists on Monday giving us plenty of time (insert sarcasm here) to come up with certain clothes and props by Friday for the dress rehearsal of a show they're doing. On top of that could we please make a 3D model of the solar system or a planet by 23rd March.
On the way back from Winsford we stopped at Lymm. We parked at the 'top' of the village and walked down through the centre to the river at the bottom.
The houses are in a beautiful setting and it must be lovely looking out over the river every day. The weir was quite noisy though and I wonder how loud it actually is at night when everything is really quiet. I know with all that running water I'd be in and out of bed going to the loo every 10 minutes if I lived here.
Lymm is definitely classed as a village but it has an abundance of cafes, pubs and restaurants including Italian, Turkish and Thai. It also has lots of independent businesses like this florist and butchers which gives the streets an extra charm. Sorry about the photo, my camera doesn't always work when I zoom in.
The weather was fine and we were able to have a walk along the canal.
Where we saw a few barges chugging along.
And of course plenty of ducks.
There were lots of little streets with cobbles, which might look quaint but they are very hard on the feet and I was silently grateful to Edgar Purnell Hooley who invented tarmac in 1901, (I looked that bit of useless information up!).
Lunch was in the pub by the canal and the half a lager shandy went down a treat. Mark had scampi and chips and I opted for a cheese and chutney sandwich which consisted of 2 slices of unbuttered bread, 2 plastic cheese slices and a dollop of chutney and a hair! Refund duly given we set off home.In the evening we went to Thomas' school for the Robinwood presentation. Thomas enjoyed it but we found it boring watching photo after photo of every child who went apart from your own. I think Thomas' face appeared 4 times in the hour we sat there. It was a bit like one of those nights in the 70's where people used to get their projector and slides out to show you their holiday, only without the bottle of Blue Nun to take the edge off the boredom! That's the beauty of blogs. If you don't want to go on somebody's day out with them, you can scroll down quickly or come off altogether.
I went to the new part of Bury this week where all the big stores are to do some holiday shopping for Thomas. An hour in Primark and he was sorted with t-shirts, shirts, trousers, jeans, shorts and swimming shorts. This little lot cost £52 and will see him through the year and quite possibly next year as well. His old clothes look as good as the day we bought them because he hardly wears them!
It's my turn next week. I need to go through the 'summer case' in the wardrobe and remind myself what I've got before I go spending. No point buying if I don't need it and I try to keep it to the bare minimum anyway as there's generally not much opportunity to wear floaty flimsy summer tops and dresses in the UK.
That little drama out of the way I went off to Lidl. It's grey and miserable here again today and I think I'm subconsciously trying to bring some colour into my life.
Yellow roses on the windowsill
Still upright tulips on the mantelpiece
And a fruit salad in the making
This afternoon I got the jigsaw out and had a good hour with the birds. Mark has gone to collect Thomas from school, so I'm now enjoying a quiet cuppa, catching up on blogs, although the bloggy world seems very quiet this week.
It's dancing tonight, it's been 2 weeks since we went and I'm hoping we do something a little slower than the cha cha cha, it completely knackers me out and I'm fit for nothing for the rest of the night.
I'll be back on Sunday. In the meantime, hope you've all had a great week so far. Enjoy your weekend.