Monday, September 11, 2006

What a Difference a Week Makes...

Had a really lovely weekend...

Friday night, cooked pizza for Mark, which seemed to take all evening, but was worth it (if only for Mark's joy at being served homemade pizza!!!).

Saturday morning had a fairly long and desperate shopping session. Was after a present for Oscar, a present for Mark's Mum, Suzy (her birthday is tomorrow), a home warming present for Marie, and something cheap and cheerful (yet highly glamorous) to wear for that 40th birthday party on Saturday night. Didn't manage to get anything to wear (despite almost two hours rifling through the junk in TK Maxx). The baby clothes were hugely un-inspiring for boys in almost every shop in town, aside from Gap which seemed extortionately expensive for such tiny pieces of material! So ended up getting Oscar a gorgeous knitted bear, and will get him something online to wear (seen some really unusual and funky boy's baby clothes online). Managed to get Suzy a pressie after going in almost 15 jewellery shops, and got Marie a gorgeous jar-type thingy from the posh market in central Cambridge. So all ended up ok...

In the afternoon, I helped out at the Haslingfield village fete! I helped Suzy out on the surprise parcel stall that Suzy often runs (you pay 20p/30p/40p/50p/£1, pick out a relevant raffle ticket, and then get a parcel of the same number). This is an amazing feat of patience on Suzy's behalf, who devotes much time to this cause (the money all goes to the local church) - sourcing small pressies and wrapping/numbering them all... I don't suppose she banks on the modern-day child, who turns up with a £20 note, and wants to buy the entire stall...

Was quite weird as saw a girl from my high school there! Very odd to bump into someone from school (Josie Keeler) at a tiny fete some hundred miles from home! She seemed happy and well and had two very cute young children.

Saturday night I wore my not so glad rags and went to a 40th birthday partay for Mark's friend Kurt's step-daughter... was a very extravagant affair, and even had an Oscar ceremony, a band, red carpet, and films projected on to the walls... was quite nice as it was at Mark's old high school, and we got to look around (the bike sheds! ;-).

Sunday was incredibly busy, but very enjoyable day. Went to visit Marie in her lovely new house (beautiful little place, and she seems so happy), and my grandparents (long overdue). Also, of course, spent most of the day with Tracy and the boys and Mum and Dad. Had a lovely walk along the sea front, and coffee at the Thatched Cottage; the weather was gorgeous, a real heatwave! Was so weird to think that the weekend before (the Saturday) Tracy was still pregnant, and we walked the same route in grey clouds and a howling wind discussing possible boys names (Hans(el) was the maicontenderor at that point)! This time we had a proper little person with us called Oscar, walking in the sunshine... what a difference a week makes!

Oscar

The pictures of the pair of them are here.

Henry was so funny.. still calling Oscar "Gor" for some reason, and demanding lots of attention, which of course he is getting. He announced yesterday that his "boobies were full of ribena" (on sight of Tracy breast feeding Oscar), but that we couldn't have any as he needed it all.

No real plans for tonight... the house could really do with a bit of a clean, and that's about it. Still waiting to hear some news re: Caroline's baby, but nothing seems to be happening yet! In sheer desperation she even went for a cycle ride yesterday, which is amazing considering how big she is!

Anyway... lunch over, better get back to work!
Hayls
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Henry

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