Unless my trusty google deceives me, it looks a bit like St Petersberg - never been, sadly... must be a bit nippy there this time of year. If I'm wrong, this then becomes a bit random:
but I did get one of these, which was only allowed out occasionally because mum didn;t like the clattering and whooping that were part of the deal! Didn't have this version exactly though, with numbers marked for the players- in MY day, you were expected to count to 4 on your own...
my cousins had mousetrap and I always wanted to play it when I went round there. I always wanted Kerplunk but 'it is too noisy and has too many small parts' i seem to recall, ah well MasterB has one now and a buckeroo as well soi am happy!
Love this picture but it caused me some problems. my gut reaction was the Royle family but i used that on the last page. i then thought of jazz hands then Prince George so went with
So true... and for me the coolest of porkers has to be the henna'd, high-heeled Tamworth - you go, girl!
Since the blog seems to be still all ours, Mrs B, I trust you are having a pleasant weekend and not too soggy right now? I'm hoping to brave the likely Tube strike on Tuesday to quest my way to mum's... it may be tricky.
my favorite books as a child were my Beatrix Potter collection
Marigold, my weekend has been fairly pleasant, i spent this afternoon sitting in a cafe at a local country park marking books whilst MasterB was at karate squad training for 3 hours and MrB was walking the spaniels, very nice chocolate cake and great coffee, I am sure Damo would approve! We are off to Liverpool tomorrow as MrB has to have eye surgery to reshape his disease ridden eyeball, not expecting this to be as pleasant as today but the Head has given me 3 days off compassionate leave so I intend to catch up on marking inbetween rounds of eyedrops.
Huge sympathy to Mr B for the eye problems - but I'm sure the quacks wouldn't be doing something so alarming-sounding if they couldn't promise real improvements in the long run.
You will be queen eye-droppering very soon, if not already!
My favourites from quite early on were Enid Blyton mysteries...then straight through to Agatha Christie and onto Conan Doyle with the speed of a natural born detective fan... the local library banned Blyton (so they had to be bought with actual pocket money, and stored and reread time and again..) but they were fairly flexible about juniors being allowed to read grown-up detective stuff like that on their mum's tickets - or maybe I just wouldn't go away till they let me...
ahh, The wishing chair, faraway tree, famous five, Mallory Towers, secret seven.... the first two I greatly enjoyed rereading to MasterB a year or so ago. He is not quite up to reading the others on his own yet but looking forward to that, also he is in Blyton house at his school. Anyway op went ok as far as we can tell, MrB just lying in a darkened room for now.
Err...don't rush me... with Leonardo de Caprio's slighter cheaper twin here, I'm really wishing you'd gone with the wondrous Bonnie instead... will try to do the joined up thinking tomorrow, or at least a better class of guesswork.
