Today's jaunt to Trentham to rendezvous with the MISTRY clan was enhanced by Aunty Barbara's joining us... and she got a couple of (rare) snaps of me and B side by side, which is a treat .
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Brigid played with the boys on the zip-wire thing and all the shots I took of that were RUBBISH..
The boys both had a little cry when they were leaving .. and the aunties had a big cry as well, so that was a hard ..
we love each other so much, these nephews and these aunties ...
xxx
20 comments:
Dear susan,just a repeat
about the photos,nice to see you al having a good time.
The ring that Brigid bought for you looks very nice,we will soon be seeing it in all it's glory.
Love Dad xxxx
ps dont ask why these coment's are back wards,
I tell your Mum its old age ,but that cant be right can it? xx
hi dad
dunno what is happening to comments
NEW news re. next week ~ my admission day to hospital has been changed to Weds, midday, so I should be settled by the time you come through, but don't rush up, as I have to get wired up and stuff at first and it takes a while ...
Some of your loving supporters are not going to make any more comments until you spill on the cost of the hairdo!
I'll make this easier, shall I? A cut, colour and blow dry is around £100 in London ....
.... and in Stoke it's around ........ ??
I'm sure it's worth every penny! :)
Jean xx
Hello Susan and Brigid, Dad had his hair cut yesterday doubt if it was as much as your hair do Sue.
We spent most of the morning at the diabetic clinic, why do certain sections of hospitals have a strange smell, the main reason is its so hot in there.
The photographs are very good the ones Mark took and yesterdays, you took at Trentham.
We went out to Wool hoping to go up into the hills but the army were firing guns so the road was closed,so we went to Wareham its got less than Leek going for it,so didnt stay long.
Looking forward to seeing you both next week lots of love L M XXXXXXXXX
this blogs playing up tonight wont go.
haha Jean, well it was less than London ..
tho the colorist has lived in London for many years and worked in Covent Garden ... she reminds me very much of you, her accent is just the same, and her energy levels!
SO I think I got a bargain, London colour and pizzazz at Stoke-chic prices!
@ mum - you can get gun firing over the other side of Leek too .. there are lots of warning signs, tho we've never been up there when they are active...
@ dad - the best photos from Trentham are Barbara's in fact!
"Stoke-chic." *much laughter and supercilious slapping of cosmopolitan thighs* (Actually they slap quite independently, these days.)
Stop press: I am the victim of vegetable crime! Teacher sister had been visiting. I waved her off in the taxi this morning and saw the organic van delivering the spin food to the doorstep of our healthy, organic homestead. I had a coffee with the parental unit to cheer her up and returned home to discover that some opportunistic cad had nicked our ridiculously priced salad stuff. The blighter.
This area's going downhill - we'll meet Stoke in the middle at this rate. :)
Hope you're feeling well, our Suze and that the thought of next week is not putting you off getting the best out of this week. Your pics are lovely and it's great to see you looking better than ever, if truth be told, (even if you might not feel it!)
Am off to work now and will call in here later as I'm sure you'd like to hear how the police investigation into the lost lettuce scenario is progressing.
Lots of love and mung beans
Jean xxx
knew "Stoke-chic" would resonate as loud as your thighs .... dahhling!
What a blow about your super-priced lettuce ... you poor thing .. shall I get the red-cross to send you a food parcel now?
AND what's the world coming to? Are these Guardian-readers turned crooked or criminals making the healthy life-style choice, I wonder?
I'm sitting here crying with laughter at you pair...!
I've seen your photo, Sam so I'm crying with disappointment that we were never properly introduced.
As for the Red Cross - it reminds me of Mr Cohen stranded in the freezing desert at night. He's hypothermic and gasping for life.
Suddenly, he hears the sound of St Bernard dogs and sees a little twinkle of torchlight in the distance. It slowly gets bigger until he hears a faint voice:
" Mr Cohen. Mr Cohen. It's the Red Cross."
He gulps in some air and shouts as loud as he can:
"Go away. I've given already."
Which is criminally non pc but I'm re-claiming it and, let's face it, at least I haven't deprived anyone of healthy salad stuff.
As for your interesting philosophical question, Suzi, it's a fine bloody line, sometimes daaaahling. Damn lettuce lovers.
Love you in a much missed, absent-saladly kinda way.
Jean xxx
That's an offer you can't refuse, Sam!
Thanks for tea tonight you two. Hope B sobers up eventually.
xx
Jean I am v worried about your green stuff crisis. Allow me to send you some of the cabbages and sprouts from my garden. Very clarifying for the skin. I recommend bathing in cabbage water. (You have to take the coal out of the bath first of course!)
Liz (deepest Yorkshire, very chic too of course)
Your hair looked wonderful Sue - it's just we tend to only spend that sort of money on food. And as your hairdresser (less than tactfully pointed out) it shows. It is true that as a family, we are less than inclined to spend more than a fiver for a trim.
It was wonderful seeing you both, I'm back at work now boo hoo.
Sorry to hear that there is a salad thief about - one step down from stealing from a charity shop.
No kidding Kate! And here was me thinking Jean was heavily preoccupied with the salad scandal. ;o)
Okay now that I've managed to supress the not-so-mature tittering re. The Case of the Stolen Vegetation, I'm ready and waiting for a serious debate on the ever meanacing face of crime in modern society. Let me expand.
I had to bear witness the other day to a young hoodlum (non-stereotypically hoodie atired you understand) who had made off with a pack of half price Chocolate Cupcakes from Somerfield. Conveniently, two undercover Police Officers were roaming the streets of Chorlton, and caught the little blighter cupcake-handed. The fate of the thief...? Handcuffed and ASBO'd for the price of 26p?
Smart kid.
*Sam steps down from looming soapbox*
I thank you.
:D
You see, it seems that all my pals live in Crime Hot Spots ...
more refelections looming ...
@ Julie -- no need to be kind about the hair, MUM (gasp) has already re-assured me that it looks lovely!
I miss you lot .. been a bit blue today .. but hope to get over it soon
xx
ps : julie -- I know you'd get a couple of bottles of balsamic with the money I spent on this coiffure, wouldn't you! hahaha pity there's no lettuce to sprinkle it on
xx
(((((Suze)))))
Look at how adapted to cyber-interaction I am! ;o)
Love you!
xxx
The vinegar would be well aged at that
My Dear Liz
I tried your bathing tip yesterday evening and regret that I am now experiencing a problem with the wet room drains. Those smaller leaves of cabbage do get everywhere, don't they? Never mind, we have 24 hour plumbers down here and as soon as the smell wears off, my partner will probably come back from the spare room in the annexe. I must say I did have a bit of a shock when I went to the loo in the middle of the night but then realised it was just a bit of babchka stuck to my gusset. What a relief!
I think perhaps I'll hold off on the sprouts for the time being but thank you so much for your thoughtful offer and very lovely to hear from you.
Do give my love to your puppies. :)
Jean xx
Jean - you are very funny
xx love you loads
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