Nick does not travel well with our children. When they were babies and we lived in Botswana he:
a. cried on a flight
b. paid my parents to fly in his place
c. took valium before flying
Now the children are older and the flight from Bahrain isn't overly long and I always fly at least one direction without him - but I still do expect him to fly with us sometimes
This morning he phoned from Bahrain to say:
"I'm in the travel agent. I'm booking my trip to Ireland. Unfortunatley we won't be able to fly back together. There are no seats left on your Saturday flight. I'm going to have to fly back on Sunday..."
Was he taking the mick? (as we say here in Ireland)
I said: "I have a better idea. Let's swap the names on our tickets. You fly on Saturday with the children and I'll take the Sunday flight..."
Suddenly it wasn't a problem to change all of our flights to Sunday.
One big happy family. Flying back to Bahrain together...
Can't wait!
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
The Strand
Northern Ireland is not really known as a holiday destination - unless you are interested in tribal conflict (or big ships that sink).
A pity for Northern Ireland HAS SO MUCH TO OFFER!
First blink of sun - we went to the sea side. The Strand at Portstewart is National Trust but don't forget to pack a windbreak, and a hammer to knock the poles into the sand.
If sunbathing isn't your thing, may I suggest sandhill jumping - performed here quite magnificently by Maud...
And of course no trip would be complete without a dip in the north Atlantic. Be warned though - it's icy cold. If you're brave enough to go in you'll have it all to yourself...
A pity for Northern Ireland HAS SO MUCH TO OFFER!
First blink of sun - we went to the sea side. The Strand at Portstewart is National Trust but don't forget to pack a windbreak, and a hammer to knock the poles into the sand.
If sunbathing isn't your thing, may I suggest sandhill jumping - performed here quite magnificently by Maud...
And of course no trip would be complete without a dip in the north Atlantic. Be warned though - it's icy cold. If you're brave enough to go in you'll have it all to yourself...
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Music Lessons
Rex is keen to take up an instrument - so we went to see Mr H, who teaches brass at the school.
"Brass chooses the boy!" he told me.
I looked at cases for tuba and French Horn, and crossed my fingers that they wouldn't choose Rex or I was going to have to buy a bigger car to carry the instrument round...
My prayers were answered. He came home from his try-out at brass and announced: "The trumpet picked me!"
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Anna Sui
I've been shopping again at the big discount sale - where have you been all my life, Anna Sui? Finally I've found a designer who understands flat chested women who do not have curves but good legs...
So I bought three Anna Sui dresses - the one in the photo above and two others - and the sale does not end till tonight - perhaps I'll go back for a fourth...
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