On the train again...

Meebs and i are currently on the train, en route to Brough (pronounced Bruff). We had hoped that we would be able to access the world wide web, but it's not to be so. Instead I'm writing this on a 'scrap of paper' inside my laptop (yet to be named) cause I haven't loaded Microsoft office on yet!

We were early to arrive at Kings Cross (our station of departure) on my insistence and Meebs kindness, to the tide of anxiousness (note the fancy language, inspired by my trip to the country and a love for Pride & Prejudice). Now we're just over halfway through our trip, with no idea where we really are but, yes, the countryside is beautiful - I would take a picture but my camera is dead - use your imagination!

As we are now both owners of laptops, we are sitting (at a pre-booked table seat - yes please!) entertaining ourselves. Well I am, Meebs battery just died! What I am thinking is that I should have downloaded a couple of series to keep us entertained. By the way that I'm carrying on you would think that this trip is taking hours. It is, but only 2 hours and 9 minutes (the quickest train available from Kings Cross!)

We will be up in Yorkshire for a while. I'm coming back down to London for my next job (a short one) on the 21st June (until 2 July) and the will be going back up to Yorkshire. THEN... in our search for a home base we'll be taking Norky and Nina's room from them while they are off travelling. SO, although only for a short while, we'll be housemates at 321! Both Meebs and I are looking forward to this - YAY!!!

For those of you hoping for more info and pics from Dorset, don't worry they are on their way... And Meebs has hinted that she might be adding her two cents worth - I'm holding my breath :)

Lucky

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Marking milestones

When Bug was born, well a month or so after, I bought some cards to mark her milestones. Who knew that I should have bought them when I was preggo? So we missed a few photos… But now I find myself attempting to dressing her up for her milestones, only for her to accessorise them with accoutrements such as vomit! Then I jump around, cajoling her into smiling, while hopefully the camera is in focus and I actually press the snap button. Those photos are all well and good. But I want some real-life photos and babies aren’t renown for their on-cue performances! So how do you actually get that photo of her first tooth?!? That’s one of the current milestones we’re trying to mark. And she’s not particularly given to opening her mouth wide, unless it’s to cry loudly! I may not be parent of the year, but I’m not about to start taking photos of her mouth while she cries! So, it’ll just have to wait until she smiles for a prolonged period, while I conveniently have the camera to hand! Case in po

One good thing about social distancing…

Is that nobody comes too close and I can get away with only half brushing my teeth (no toothpaste, had Bug in my arms and wouldn’t have been able to rinse). And not wearing deodorant (again, the baby!) Also, still wearing some of my pyjamas, semi-disguised as day clothes… But nobody can really tell cause they can’t get too close! Win! On top of that we had a very successful walk. The dog mostly listened and was easily distracted by treats. Bug slept the whole time and was seemingly nose-blind. And my back pocket doubled up as my coffee cup holder! Hands-free, here we come! Oh, and because we were out walking for so long - two hours, until it was time for the next feed - the dog is exhausted! He hasn’t been this tired since his play date with best friend Amber! Lucky x

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