After a week in which we seemed to be out and about rather more than I’d expected, I should have gone for a quiet weekend. Instead we’d managed to have outings arranged for both days, oops.
Saturday was a relatively early morning swim, well OK, 11 isn’t all that early, but we needed to go out in time to get Big a new swimming costume as her existing spare was somewhat on the skimpy side. And we had to have the take half an hour at least to get ready. So it seemed early that we got started on going out iyswim.
Called in at the sun-sea-sand-surf shop to discover that their costumes are very expensive, so gave up on that idea and headed for the pool in the hope that there would be a suitable costume there for a reasonable price. I thought it was a rather far fetched hope, but it turned out that they do Zoggs costumes for £11, which I thought was rather a result. She needed a size 32 for age 12, which would explain why the age 10-11 was a bit on the small size! It certainly looks a lot better on her 🙂
Ludicrous queue for the pool, but the family we were meeting were just behind us so at least we were all late together. And even though we’d arranged to come down on a session where the beach pool was supposed to be open, it was closed yet again. I can’t remember the last time we’ve been swimming and it’s been open. The big pool is fine for the biggest three children we had, but not so brilliant for the four year old, and it was him who faded first, starting to shiver and needing to be wrapped in a towel.
Nevertheless, we’d had a very pleasant swim, just over an hour in the water which I didn’t think was bad going.
Walked home and got very tired of bickery offspring on the way, a little while later they reduced me to tears, so I headed off out on my own to buy veg and browse the charity shops. Recovered myself in the red cross shop where I found some absolute bargains for their christmas piles (determined to get christmas shopping out of the way early this year given the expected events of November!). Also determined that it won’t be an expensive celebration, though don’t want to stint them hugely on how much they get – so very pleased to get them four books each (none look read) and a craft kit for Big all for £7.
Good humour restored by a child free outing I came home and overcooked dinner 🙁 Now I know why Delia says you should leave parsnips and sprouts til November – they were OK, but not much in the way of flavour. Still, you live and learn, and at least I only singed the sprouts slightly. Need a steamer.
And that was Saturday. (Oh, and of course the nice man from autoglass turned up eventually and fixed the car window, and Tim hoovered out the car and washed it thoroughly. Which was a good thing.)
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