Celebrate good times! C'mon!

Happy Easter everyone! Have a lovely weekend!  Hope the rain stops long enough for any egg hunts or planned outings and that you all get scrummy chocolate.  I am off away until Tuesday to a really old turret house in Kelso, I hope it's not haunted.  It looks bonny....

...and I'm looking forward to the time away, our third jaunt this year I'm surprised to say.  Usually we manage it once late in the year, not that I'm complaining mind.  I'm taking my knitting with me and will see you all on Tuesday to announce the winner of my Easter giveaway.  Anyone not entered can leave a comment on the previous post.

Bye for now

X
 

p.s Thank you the lovely Heather 'Pink Milk' and Alex Mason(my beloved Wolf with a Birthday cupcake!!!) for sending me cards.  You are lovely, (lovely, lovely, lovely,) thoughtful ladies! X

Monday, Monday (ba-ra ba-ra da-da).....

Hello lovely people!  

I'm feeling tip toppy today after having a lovely weekend away in this bonny wee cottage down Selkirk way in the Borders.

 

  

  

Lots of tea, knitting, magazine and novel reading, jigsaws, charity and needlecraft shops, Baxters for soup and bread, cake and coffee and MORE shopping.  

Family.

Food.

Wine and

Fun Fun Fun!

Here's some of the goodies I got.......from the coolest wee needlecraft shop where we could barely move for stuff, jam packed with everything you could ever need....I had a blast.

The tin is my favourite, only four pounds fifty and filled with Gutermanns thread.

 From the local Red Cross charity shop...

  

and a mug that reminded me of the Good Life.

From Baxters......

and lots of Deans Shortbread and bits and pieces from the cookware shop.

Sunday lunch on the way home, Antiques Roadshow and crochet.

Even though I have a busy week ahead and my Eldest is on the sofa poorly I'm feeling pretty good, relaxed and happy!

Going away for a weekend can be a real tonic!

X

Call me fickle........

..........but I would quite like more snow.  Sure the sun is shining but it's all a bit bare and brown.  Under usual circumstances this would be the ingredients for a glorious winters day but that white velvety, thick blanket of the early lain snow was so beautiful.  Fluffy and soft and so lovely in the evenings reflecting in the orange glow of the street lights.  Crisp and sugar sparkly in the day time sunlight.

Look at these and tell me you do not agree....

 

  

  

.....from our recent jaunt to the Highlands.  Loch Morlich and the Cairngorms.  I am pretending to myself that everywhere looks like this to justify my desires of more snowflakes a falling.

Walking back from school this morning there were tiny flakes flickering around me.

I really would like more snow please!

I'll leave you with this photo of eldest Biscuit that tickles me, looking like a still from the famous Abominable Snowman film.

I'm off to make up a snow dance so if it snows on you this weekend you can blame me.  I have very powerful gypsy genes! You wait!!  Heehee!!

X

Release the inner geek!!!

This weekend is a cool weekend.  I am taking my mum for a night away to a Hotel in the not so exotic Dundee. We were both born there, my mum spent quite a wild youth there, my mum and dad met there when he worked on the dodgems at the Shows (do I need to translate that to Fairground for the non Scots out there?) and this weekend we will be eating, definitely drinking and being merry there.  It's a nostalgia trip for her mainly as part of her 60th b/day (she still doesn't know the destination yet), although I did see a Morrissey gig in the Caird Hall in my youth, proud to say when I should have been studying for my highers.  I wasn't always boring, I really wasn't!  Under normal circumstances a night away without the men folk would have been amazing, tickled me pink to be fed by someone other than me, I like to cook but I like to eat more!  No chores, no shouts of 'Mummy!!!' well not unless my mum's annoying me, and well just getting away.........but this weekend something way cooler is happening.

Come Sunday night at 7pm, with a large glass of red, I will be plonked comfortably on my sofa with the men folk around me for the much anticipated ( I cannot emphasise this enough!!  I won't even knit while watching it!) latest episode of DOCTOR WHO.  I love Doctor who, I come clean now.  My name is Ali and I am a sci-fiaholic!!! I also love Harry Potter but I'll bore you with that on another occasion.

My inner is geek, my favourite books are those that take me to far away places filled with magic and machines that make perfect cups of tea in little china cups out of thin air.  If it has a vampire, monsters or spooky happenings I'm there.  As a youth I did read the classics too (still do!) but my heart was and still is with the fantastical, hence why the re-done Pride and Prejudice with zombies book was a hoot.  Above of the story must be good, I have cried lots at Doctor Who and will again come Christmas time when the tenth doctor must regenerate.  For those who do not know, this means he must DIE....boo hoo!!!  It will be a harrowing time but I will console myself with hands dipping into Roses and Quality Street tins.

Even though I shall be having a fab Friday night and an excellent Saturday morn c/o a full breakfast, Sunday night is where it's at!! (NB. This does include the Antiques Roadshow!)

I leave you with the tenth Doctor!!!   Enjoy!!

I have a confession about the larger of these action figures .... ..this blog is a long one but I do blether, all my report cards said 'Alison talks too much' but I figure it's my party and I'll vomit verbally if I want to.......when my eldest bought himself this figure ( I called it a doll, can you imagine the look I got?) I came over all funny and it hit me, full in the face, I MUST PLAY WITH IT.  So I did the only thing a girl could, I took all his clothes off and put them back on again, quite a few times I might add until I had got it out of my system.  I hadn't realized what had been laying dorment.  I remembered my days of playing with my dolls (I was a Sindy girl mainly but did get a Barbie eventually) playing house until I got older and made them sell their posessions and become punks.  I decapitated my Barbie later trying to brush out the backcombing.  Aah those were the days.........

X