It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas

The deccies are up inside & turkey is ordered. It’s been far too windy to put the lights, bunting & pompoms outside. 

 

We had a couple of icy mornings at the beginning of the month and since then gallons of rain!!! The boys and I enjoyed jumping in the frozen puddles on our way to Mere Sands Woods.

Above Rufford lock

Yesterday we were at the panto in Southport. It was Jack & the Beanstalk. Last year we had a record turn out, but we were a select 9 this year. As usual we all joined in with the usual panto banter, however, the rest of the audience were very subdued!!!! Afterwards we had dinner at the Guelder Rose on Southport sea front. It was amazing to see such big waves on the sea, usually the tide slides in and out without you noticing.

My girls and me

The three grand kids came to stay last weekend. We had planned to take the boat to Tarleton to pick them up from school, but we decided to take the bus instead due to the wind. It’s pretty tricky navigating from Rufford to Sollom through the West Lancashire moss when there is a slight breeze, but with the gale force winds we’d have been stuck on the bank at the swing bridges.

Magnus created a super chocolate, banana & peanut butter pizza.

Nikita peeled potatoes for us all.

Magnus grated lots of cheese for the fish pie.

The ducks were well fed.

 

All the mole hills on the tow path were flattened and we collected a bag of sticks for kindling.

Magnus wanted to learn to knit, so he chose some yarn & wound it into a ball. He did really well and managed a few rows with minimal help.

We love looking at the alpacas on Carr Lane, Tarleton (on the way to school). We were greeted by the 4 week old youngster. Their owner explained the male had got out of his paddock 9 months ago, they wouldn’t usually plan having young in the winter!!!

We attended Magnus’ nativity at school last week.

We weren’t able to go to the other two grand children’s shows as we spent a couple of days in Kings Lynn. We hired a car to attend the funeral of one of our best friends, Steve, and he had a good send off. To chill out after the funeral we strolled into Kings Lynn along the River Great Ouse. The old dock buildings were lovely. We took the little ferry back over to West Lynn in the evening.

 

Steve in the early 1980's