It’s beginning to look a lot like Normal!

Don’t get me wrong, I love Christmas, But I’m glad it’s over with.

I love friends and family around but this year I felt burnt out by the day after boxing day.
We had friends stay over during the holiday so on Christmas day there was 9 around the table.  and of course to make space for the table and to allow for a little person being there as well the sacrifice was the big Christmas tree, ok we have Arthur the half a tree that goes on the wall but it’s not the same as having presents under the tree and this is the second year we haven’t had the big tree up as last year there wasn’t room because of the way the furniture was at the time.  The boys were quite disappointed and kept saying that next year can we have the tree up and I tend to agree with them. 

It’s actually been a hectic Christmas,  we went out for a lovely Christmas meal with the other members of the invitation arachnid club , we actually went on the 21st which was Alexs birthday so he made full use of the smart phone we had got him as he is now 1o and wanted to go out and of course all his friends have a phone…  (yes I gave in ) to be honest he has a better phone than me although I didn’t go as far as getting him an iPhone like apparently everyone else has 😉 funny enough the novelty has worn off now and he hasn’t touched it since Christmas but no doubt will do once he has more numbers stored in it than mine, Allan’s and his granddads

Christmas Meal at the Tudor Rose with the Arachnid Club

Christmas Meal at the Tudor Rose with the Arachnid Club

The day before Christmas eve we took the boys to Bluewater to see the Coca Cola Truck, which we got soaked seeing this year as it was pouring down and blowing a gale so much that we had to take our own pictures this year and the tree and everything had blown away twice so they put it away in the end. And of course  we had to go to the lego shop, it’s the closest one to us and the boys love spending their money there.. Alex always had birthday money, In fact Ali still had some money left over from his birthday last July as well, (they save well) so both stocked up with Lego,  we came home with over £100 worth of lego between them,  as they also got some money in their Christmas card from my dad as well.

At Bluewater and the coca cola truch

At Bluewater and the coca cola truch

Christmas came and as I said the house was full from Christmas eve until after boxing day, and I was the one running around doing all the work. The morning after everyone had left and it was just back to us again I woke up feeling like someone had slit my throat, and things have gone downhill since then with me now in full fledge Man Flu!  But despite that we have managed to get the house back to normal.  (well as normal as this house gets)
I haven’t taken the decorations down yet but I can’t see them staying up much longer, it’s just a matter of when I feel better.  The room already looks better to me just swapping the tables around again.. we have a leaf table and another oval table and this year one was used for serving from and the other we sat around.  

The boys got a few presents but in comparison with previous years not as many although they did have a guitar and keyboard to share, an MP4 player each, a few games, a camcorder each as they both love doing videos and the main present a laptop which we went halves with my dad to get. oh and a onesie… they have been going on about getting one for a long time and finally they have one… actually with the exception of going out on the 28th for fish and chips where I made them take them off for a few hours so I could wash and dry them. and of course as soon as they came out of the tumble dryer they put them back on again and still have them on.

christmas say

I ended up getting a rather expensive Christmas present on the 27th as my beloved range cooker had just about passed away so to speak.  For a lovely big stainless cooker the knobs were plastic and it had 11 and I had used pliers to turn them as they had all broken. to replace them it was £11.99 each so that would have been over £130 just for that, but the seal had gone in one of the ovens so I was struggling to get the right temperature and cook with it and the electrics had gone for the fan assisted oven and the warming plate and of course ignition, while it was a gas cooker without the electric fan the oven wouldn’t work, so I was down to a grill, an oven that was hit and miss and 7 rings….   So the credit card that we had spent two years trying to clear and had nearly paid up with the intention of getting rid of it once and for all took a beating.  we actually had to order a new card first as we had even cut it up.. and lo and behold a new cooker was being delivered.  Sadly they couldn’t deliver in time for Christmas but it’s here now.  And we couldn’t afford to replace the old cooker with the same so this was as close as I got… only one oven but its HUGE! instead of two smaller ovens, one grill and a slow oven which I never used except for storage because I used my slow cooker instead. I am going to treat myself to a huge tray bake tray when I can..
So goodbye old cooker, you served me well and hello new cooker!

I'm Spoilt for ChoiceThis picture was of the old cooker years ago when it actually had all the knobs on it.
and this is the new cooker.


Anyway that was Christmas and while I loved having the house full we have decided that next year for the first time in many years it will just be Me, Allan. My dad (if he is still about so to speak but that’s another story when Christmas is over)  and Amber if she is still living with us and the boys for Christmas dinner. We will have the big tree up and instead we will have open house for Family and Friends on Boxing day. 

We were very boring last night as I was still not feeling well (Cant believe that I have gone the whole of the holidays and new years eve without a single drop of Alcohol ) although I may make up for it today and have a glass of wine. Anyway we stayed in and watched a few more of my Call the Midwife dvd’s that I treated myself to for Christmas.

So for now if you are still awake after all this waffling on
I Wish you a Happy New Year and may all your hopes and dreams come true in 2014


The Night before Christmas.

’Twas the night before Christmas,
He lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house,
Made of plaster and stone.

I had to come down the chimney,
With presents to give,
And to see just who,
In this home, did live.

I looked all about,
A strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, No presents,
Not even a tree.

No stocking by mantle,
Just boots filled with sand,
One the wall hung pictures,
Of far distant lands.

With medals and badges,
Awards of all kinds,
A sober thought,
Came through my mind.

For this house was different,
It was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a soldier,
Once I could see clearly.

The soldier lay sleeping,
Silent, Alone,
Curled up on the floor,
In this one bedroom home.

The face was so gentle,
The room in disorder,
Not how I pictured,
A true British soldier.

Was this the hero,
Of whom I’d just read?
Curled up on a poncho
The floor for a bed.

I realised the families
That I saw this night,
Owed their lives to these soldiers,
Who were willing to fight.

Soon round the world,
The children would play,
And grown ups would celebrate,
A bright Christmas day.

They all enjoyed freedom,
Each month of the year,
Because of the soldiers,
Like the one lying here.

I couldn’t help wonder,
How many lay alone,
On a cold Christmas eve,
In a land far from home.

The very thought brought,
A tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees,
And started to cry,

The soldier awakened,
And I heard a rough voice,
Santa don’t cry,
This life is my choice.

I fight for freedom,
I don’t ask for more,
My life is my God,
My Country, My Corps.

The soldier rolled over,
And drifted to sleep,
I couldn’t control it,
I continued to weep.

I kept watch for hours.
So silent and still,
And we both shivered,
From the cold night’s chill.

I did not want to leave,
On that cold, dark night.
This guardian of honour,
So willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over,
With a voice soft and pure,
Whispered “Carry on Santa,
It’s Christmas day, All is secure”

One look at my watch,
And I knew he was right,
“Merry Christmas My Friend,
And to All a Good Night. “



Autism Night Before Christmas:

Twas the Night Before Christmas And all through the house.

The creatures were stirring Yes, even the mouse We tried melatonin And gave a hot bath But the holiday jitters They always distract The children were finally All nestled in bed When nightmares of terror Ran through my OWN head

Did I get the right gift The right colour And style Would there be a tantrum Or even, maybe, a smile? Our relatives come But they don’t understand The pleasure he gets Just from flapping his hands. “He needs discipline,” they say “Just a well-needed smack, You must learn to parent…”

And on goes the attack We smile and nod Because we know deep inside The argument is moot Let them all take a side We know what it’s like To live with the spectrum The struggles and triumphs Achievements, regressions… But what they don’t know And what they don’t see Is the joy that we feel Over simplicity He said “hello” He ate something green! He told his first lie! He did not cause a scene! He peed on the potty Who cares if he’s ten,

He stopped saying the same thing Again and again! Others don’t realize Just how we can cope How we bravely hang on At the end of our rope But what they don’t see Is the joy we can’t hide When our children with autism Make the tiniest stride We may look at others Without the problems we face With jealousy, hatred Or even distaste, But what they don’t know Nor sometimes do we Is that children with autism Bring simplicity.

We don’t get excited Over expensive things We jump for joy With the progress work brings Children with autism Try hard every day That they make us proud More than words can say. They work even harder Than you or I To achieve something small To reach a star in the sky So to those who don’t get it Or can’t get a clue Take a walk in my shoes And I’ll assure you That even 10 minutes Into the walk You’ll look at me With respect, even shock. You will realize What it is I go through And the next time you judge I can assure you That you won’t say a thing You’ll be quiet and learn, Like the years that I did When the tables were turned…….

Author Unknown



Modern Day Kind of Fable

If you don’t know what a fable is,

Fable is a literary genre. A fable is a succinct fictional story, in hat features animals, mythical creatures, plants, inanimate objects or forces of nature or planets which are anthropomorphized (given human qualities such as verbal communication), and that illustrates or leads to an interpretation of a moral lesson (a “moral”), which may at the end be added explicitly in a pithy maxim. a story with a meaning, a lesson to be learned or a moral.

One of the most famed fable creators was named Aesop, who lived from 620 to 560 BC.

Well I have a  Modern day kind of fable not quite fitting the original description but the lesson is there all the same.
Here it goes:

Once upon a time There was a magical world called internet.

This world is the biggest in the universe, there were many lands,  cities and towns.   There was a huge place there called Facebook, where Millions and millions of people live. They chat and play games and generally it’s a very friendly place, the residents get to know one another and despite coming from different towns and cities and having been good friends and indeed some have a very close friendship,  a lot have never met in person.

One day there was a  person called Moon. Moon had given up everything, even her flat and left her town and gone thousands of miles away to be with another friend she had never met, we will call him Sun, well Moon gave everything up and moved in with Sun and his two children Star and Comet.

For a long time they were really happy or so Moon told everyone. Now Moon was friends with Earth although they had never met they had been virtual friends in the town of Facebook, for quite a few years. One day Moon was virtually talking to Earth as they chatted a lot and Moon told Earth how unhappy she was and how nasty Sun had been, how he had accused her of plotting to kill him  when she was on the phone with her daughter Mars because he had over heard moon and Mars on the talking. Moon told Earth how Sun was keeping her prisoner and how he had taken her passport and had left her in the house with no food or money in fact she never had any money of her own and had to ask for everything she ever needed, and that he was really nasty to her and he had even been violent to her, now Earth felt really helpless she herself had lived with someone who was just like Sun, violent and acting in exactly the same way so Earth worried about Moon and feared for her safety . Thankfully Moon managed to escape Sun and travelled thousands of miles back to her home town when she went to stay with her daughter Mars.

Then a few days later Moon put out an appeal to everyone asking if she could stay with them or they knew anywhere she could go because her daughter Mars and her evil other half was throwing Moon out and she had nowhere to live.

Now Earth lived quite a long distance from Moon but offered her a sofa and somewhere to stay, But could not get transport from where Moon was so Moon needed to get to another town close by to make the journey.  Moon went to stay with another friend not far from her but could only be there a few days as he lived with his mother and she would be returning, Earth managed to get some money together for some coach tickets, Earth booked and paid for Moon to get down to her part of the country. it was a long journey that took hours and hours, Earth Drove to another city nearby to meet the coach and finally met Moon for the very first time. They got on great and Moon stayed with Earth for Months Moon was on  Earth’s sofa but Earth had picked up a cupboard for moon to keep her bits in and other stuff was put upstairs in the junk room that was going to be sorted , After a while Moon needed to get herself sorted with her own money and somewhere to live so they pretended she was homeless and she had to move to another close by town to live in a hostel, she shared a kitchen and common room with a few others but had her own private room and bathroom.  Earth had kitted her out with her own bed-clothes, pillows, food, kettle and all sorts of other bits to help her get on her feet.  Moon got herself sorted and finally managed to get her own money, Earth popped over as often as she could afford to see moon and bring anything that was needed like towels etc.. 

After a few months Moon managed to get into another hostel closer to Earth in fact it was in Earth’s home town. Earth went to pick Moon up with all her stuff and drove her to her new place and helped her get it all in.  Moon settled in  quite well and had quite a busy life getting on courses and other stuff and popped around and stayed at Earth’s on a regular basis for the weekend and Earth helped her out and stocked up her cupboards and freezer from Earth’s stash that she squirrelled away in case of emergencies,  Christmas came and Earth had Moon stay over and spend Christmas with the family and made up a box of lots of presents that were for moon of all the thing moon loved and some of the stuff was even ordered in because it was from the far away land and hard to get. Earth wanted to make Christmas special for moon even though she was missing Star and Comet very much.
Eventually after Christmas  Moon got herself a job at a local shop. 

Now Moon had always said she wanted to return to Sun in the land far far away, a bit confusing considering that he was so mean but apparently the truth was that Moon really wasn’t allowed to stay in the far away land so had to leave..  She missed the children Star and Comet very much and was fighting to return to the far away land, she needed to get a visa and had to pay lots of money to get to the authorities and nasty solicitors so was short of money quite often so again Earth helped out by stocking her up to keep her going until pay-day. 

Not once did Earth ever regret giving Moon a hand as Earth herself had once been so down and out that all she had was the clothes she stood up in. So was more than willing to help someone else.   Moon got more and more distant as she made new friends with the people she worked with and Earth and Moon didn’t see each other very often, maybe two or three times for a quick-lunch that Moon treated Earth to in a nice little place that Earth had indeed taken Moon to in the past.  Moon and Sun kept in contact and were always falling out with each other so Moon regularly changed her name and contact details, Slowly blocking out all her old friends.  Someone had it in for Moon and was sending nasty letters and mails pretending to be Mars  to every one of Moons friends,  Again Moon changed her identity.  Earth herself had a mail and informed Moon  that Mars had sent a nasty letter,  Moon told Earth that it wasn’t really Mars and that it was someone else.

Earth saw Moon and at the time asked Moon if she would like to come over for Christmas again. Moon said she would find out what hours she was working over Christmas and let Earth know.

The next thing is Moon asked Earth again if she knew anything about another person Pluto, who was an ex friend of Moons,  Earth really hadn’t had much to do with Pluto but looked to see for any information that Moon had asked for.  Moon Changed her identity again and told Earth that she was only adding people she could trust because someone was sending nasty letters to her..  Moon talked to Earth about this . And told Earth that she had fallen out with Sun again, to be honest Earth had long got past showing any interest in this on / off relationship Moon had with Sun as this was never-ending.


Earth sent Moon a message by her mobile device, called a text , asking if she had found out about Christmas yet and if she was or wasn’t working, and if Moon was coming over to stay for the holiday but got no reply Earth messaged Moon on one of the contact places she had for Moon as Moon had vanished from her latest one again. ,  Again Earth got no reply.
Now Earth had been very very busy doing a lot of things and it was keeping her busy every day from morning to night.  The next time Earth heard from Moon she was asked by that thing called text, if Earth could get her some settings as she couldn’t get in touch with anyone in the rest of the world of internet as someone had tried to take her mobile device and deleted everything but Moon must have remembered Earths number because she had managed to text Her. 
Earth was out at the time but when she got back in she managed to find the settings and sent them by text to Moon,  No Reply..   Earth noticed that evening that Moon was back on-line in the world of facebook so tried to send a message but for some reason was told that she couldn’t as the conversation was closed.
So Earth wrote all over Moons wall asking if she got the settings. 

Moon eventually replied to the text and then on her wall replied saying yes but it had taken ages to work and she had to borrow someone else’s phone to text..  At the time Earth was tired and confused, how did Moon text her then if she had to borrow another persons mobile to text someone else.. but decided that she was tired and was probably reading it wrong.  
Earth again was busy, what with Christmas coming up and all sorts of things organised for her and her children, and jobs to be done.  She was preparing for Christmas yet again and decided to try to ask Moon one last time if she was indeed coming for Christmas as she needed to know how many chairs to get down out of the loft and what else she would need. 

Earth tried to get hold of Moon in her latest name on the land of Facebook and her name was gone.  So Earth went and looked for Moons other names and they were all gone.. Not even deactivated.. they were gone completely from her list of Friends..  Earth Remembered a couple of the names of  Moons friends that she worked with from when Earth was invited to a quiz night organised by Moon, and Earth was going to message them to ask if they could get hold of Moon and to make sure Moon was ok, after all it is Christmas and that it is a time when you need to be with friends not staying on your own in a hostel .  Especially when she knew Moon would be missing Star and Comet
Earth messaged the first person not knowing if she had the right person really as they had no other friends in common, within an hour Earth got a message back saying that if Moon wanted to Talk to Earth she would get hold of her , herself and for Earth to go away.  Actually It wasn’t quite what she said but close enough.   Earth then went to look for another name she remembered and found on this  other friends wall which was open for all to see a message written on a picture about redheads.. Knowing that Moon had recently coloured her hair red it wouldn’t take an idiot to know this person was indeed Moon using yet another name. By which time, Earth who is still feeling really peeved because its been a long few months and had been working hard and starting to feel totally burnt out.. Sent this person a message  saying “Hi I was going to ask if you have seen Moon, and if she is ok but I guess I don’t need to bother” knowing full well this is indeed Moon,  Wondering what she had done wrong Earth is feeling really cross and used now. 

Especially when Moon again blocked Earth from her New Name that Earth had sent the message to .   Earth decided it was not worth contacting Moons other good friend whose wall she looked at as this person will indeed find out what kind of person Moon really is.
Earth has now decided that Moon can do what she pleases.  But as far as Christmas goes.  Earth will be spending it with Friends and Family.

As For Moon Earth Doesn’t care because Obviously Moon doesn’t want to know any-more… and maybe there was some truth in the message that Mars had sent about Moon to Earth and that she indeed only uses people for their help and when it’s no longer needed wants nothing more to do with them.  Of course Earth could be wrong and it could be just a mistake but earth is not exactly convinced of that. 

The Moral of this story is…   Never help people you don’t really know because despite what ever you do to help. they will still shit on you from a great height!
I looked in the wise words from the  country of  the internet and found this.
The Lesson to be learned is.

How to Know When Friends are Using You


Consider how they spend their time. Do they hang out with you? A real friend will want to spend time with you because they enjoy your company, not just when they need to use your facilities or internet or need a favour.


Consider their neediness. Are they constantly “borrowing” money or stuff or living off you or when you offer help taking it saying how much they appreciate it, making promises to help you out etc or pay you back? Anyone who is happy to to do this and use stuff you have given them , but maybe not so keen to pay it back, or keep their promises is using you.


Watch for being dumped on. Do they ever blame others to get themselves out of trouble do they lie so you will feel sorry for them and then when the truth comes out its totally different? This one should be obvious.  If yes, then they are using you.



Think about how sharing they are with you. When was the last time they did something for you that wasn’t for them as well? If you can’t answer this, then they are obviously using you.


Put yourself in his/her shoes. Do you honestly think they see you as a friend, or someone they go to when they need help or something done for them. Then ask yourself: “Are they really good friends, or are they just going to  ‘use me again and again when they need something else?'”


  • Watch for any changes in behaviour from the user once they’ve gotten what they want from you and know they cannot get any more out of you, you may find that they start treating you poorly or just stop all contact and hide from you.  This is a pretty clear sign that you’ve been used by someone.
  • If they to come back into your life for any reason you need to find out why and decided whether or not you’ll accept them back into your life, it’s wiser not to let them back in once they’ve left or you’ve gotten rid of them. Users rarely change!

    If you answered Yes to all of the above then You are indeed a Mug!  Sadly if the truth be known, I will always help someone who needs help.  I have to remember there are some genuine  people out there

Sick, Fuming, Pissed off, Arrrrgghhhhh

Oh what fun it’s 3.20 am  tonight  erm last night, was the last night for beavers and cubs before Christmas, we got back in , I did the boys dinner and got them to bed and dozed off through being totally knackard after having to do shit loads today I go to bed and then can’t sleep because apart from my arms hurting like hell and being full of this cold I have told myself I don’t have time for the whole time I was on my course,  (it waited until I had finished on the Monday but by Tuesday morning I felt like death warmed up)

where was I  my brain is fried.  oh yes the reason I am up at silly o’clock in the morning

I am still fuming after tonight’s well actually last nights events.

Bearing in mind we work our arses off two or three days a week collecting cardboard for the scouts… we drop the boys off to school, pick up the scout van down the road from the school and go out in it collecting cardboard..  when we get it. it is stacked in yards. or left whole all over the place or in garages and we have to flat pack it.. pick it up and of course load the van, when the van is full we take it to the local recycle mill and empty it again by hand into the skips there.. we fill the van every day.. we finish about 2 to 2.20pm just in time to go back up the school to wait and pick the boys up.  Some weeks we go to other places that are not weekly  one place is every 6 weeks  and that place alone was two and a half van loads full in one morning so we were out 4 days this week collecting cardboard, in fact we shifted over 5 tonne this week.  the place we go to that had the mega loads has heavy cardboard stacked and we have to get it from the warehouse and to the van… I have hurt both my arms and I mean hurt.. I am struggling to type never mind anything else I have hurt my elbows and both muscles or something in my forearms. which means moving, lifting or doing anything HURTS!  I am on mega pain killers and its hardly touching it..  
Now once a month we go to three or four roads and collect newspapers from outside houses, we start at 6pm and load them into the van… again this is usually over a tonnes worth..  Both Allan and I have done this every month for the last 15 months, This friday (today) is the paper run night.  We originally had a Christmas meal booked with the bug club so we asked the group scout leader if she could get cover for us for this week as we would be out.. we gave her three months notice.   She finally got cover a week ago,  now the meal was planned but after feeling like crap and having sore arms we decided sod it let someone else do it just this month so we didn’t tell them that we were free after all.

The person doing this lets call him Lazy C*nt  (LC for short) for anonymity because after all we all know this person.  is called LC for various reason ie he does nothing. he is an assistant beaver scout leader… the GSL is a beaver scout leader and all he ever does is sit there talking to the GSL …   There is your back ground  now back to last night.

We all had to be there for 5pm because the last meeting before Christmas the kids do a play for all the parents.  it starts at 5.30  we had to make a well and take it there as the play was around the song there’s is a hole in my bucket. we get it there  (not easy as its huge) we put it up on the stage…. we get all the chairs out for the parents…..  well I say we..  the other assistant cub leader helped along with her son,  the cub leader was setting up and taking due’s in from the cubs the same as the GSL was for the beavers. LC was doing fuck all, ok that is a lie… he is sitting talking to the GSL as well… and that is where he stayed all night. right next to the GSL.  Now she is disabled so obviously can’t walk around or do anything (that’s another bitch of mine… sorry but the kids miss out on so much stuff because she is incapable of doing much and if she cant do it then they don’t, I think there should be someone who is more active to say the least doing the job especially as we are the ones pushing her around the camp-site in her wheelchair all the time because guess who is never near her when she needs a push… oh yes thats the one  LC)  once we got everything set up the parents started coming in, we got the kids on stage and they did the play… LC sitting right next to GSL for the whole thing.. not once got his arse off the chair.  after the play the GSL asked parents if they could help with the paper run collecting papers to take to the van  WTF!! WE DO THAT AND NO FUCKER HELPS US OR HAS BEEN ASKED TO HELP. she then says that LC will be driving the van and that he will need help and that this is how the group gets a lot of the funds from the paper run.  She then thanks him for giving up his spare time, and I mean thanks him the thanks was about five mins long about how grateful she was. blah blah blah. not a mention of us doing it all the time or in the week, Now at this point I am slowly simmering  I mean.. I could say something but for the sake of peace I let it go.
When it was finished and parents went.. everyone helped clean up, sweep, stack chairs, tables etc… well everyone except for guess who……. yep LC and GSL.    And my arms are really killing me by now to the point where in an ideal world I would find a corner and hide away and cry.
we hand over the keys to LC explain to him how we have set up the van ready and to collect from side door etc.. and say if he wants he can also empty it on Monday as it usually takes about 3 hours with the papers as everyone usually puts half a dozen papers in plastic bags and they all have to be taken out.. plastic bags have to be taken off leaflets etc.. he replies.. oh no I didn’t sign up for that……   At which point.. I just reply neither did I but I do it all the time.  I also think this is a good time for me to get the boys in the car to get home and tell Allan I will wait outside for him.. I say goodbye to the cub scout leaders and off I go..   I am seriously fuming.  Allan usually goes in with Ali on a Thursday and helps out at the beavers as well while he is there until Alex starts cubs.. he said LC does very little even though he is the assistant beaver leader.. Chill another assistant cub leader does the same..  Now LC’s son has moved up to cubs so when his son is in cubs he just sits there guess what.. yep talking to GSL  he does nothing to help out at all because he is a beaver leader.. So Chill told me tonight she is doing nothing now to help out at beavers. and I have told Allan the same.. I will take Ali in and I will pay his subs and I will come out again.. I refuse to help out either.  I hope they will be very happy together.. because  The frame of mind I am in, I am so tempted to take Ali out of the beavers there and either put him in another troop or just wait until April until he can go up to cubs. The way I feel at the moment they can stuff their cardboard where the sun doesn’t shine.. after all we don’t do anything to get a mention of thanks. 

I know we are not in it for the thanks, we do it for the kids but feeling shitty and full of lurgy and hurting like hell  this has really got to me tonight.
Thankfully we have told the people we collect from that we are not collecting Christmas week so we are having a weeks break from it.. maybe that will give me time to cool down….
I know you have no idea what I am talking about.. but it’s so much easier to rant here than kill someone in real life. and now its 4.10am and I still can’t sleep as I feel yuk and have a busy day ahead and still haven’t had the time to get the Christmas decorations up.  I think we are going to have to reassess some things.. like home life is going to have to start taking a priority

Hit and Miss Christmas countdown.


Are you ready?

To be honest considering how busy I have been lately I am fairly well organised for Christmas.

I have got all the main presents , the majority of stocking fillers,  Enough goodies to make everyone in the house and all the guests gain at least 5 stone each.

I have the extra table now so we can sit more around it.  We have a very small front room and no dining room so it’s always a squeeze but with having the extra table now plus my old fold up one.. See the hoarder in me knew it would come in handy keeping it at some point.  I have it all planned what goes where for Christmas dinner. I have  a high chair I got for Shelby Anne so even she can sit at the table,  I think I have just about everything ready for the obligatory buffet on Boxing day which is basically nibbles, all the meat left over from Christmas day and salad, pickles and fresh bread rolls. 

Again on Christmas day I always do at least one other joint along with the Turkey. Not sure what I will do yet, in previous years I have done a joint of pork and a joint of beef but then had so much left overs its not true so may just cut back again to just one other joint with the turkey.

The boys have such expensive presents this year.. although I can justify the cost as they would be needed anyway I have only got them a couple of other bits but I do feel rather mean as they haven’t got much to actually open so I may hit the shops or eBay and find some very cheap stocking fillers to bulk stuff out.. even pens and pencils will keep them happy.

Once again Allan is the spoilt one with his new 360 with the bigger hard drive but then the old one we have had for a few years now and I do confess that the reason it needs fixing (we think it’s the laser or something ) is that we have used it to death using it as a dvd player.  Anyway this year we treated ourselves to a new blue ray /dvd player so his new 360 should last a lot longer. plus I have got him a little something he doesn’t know about  (a little pair of spitfire cuff links) to be honest the only time he will probably wear them is when he wears his formal scout leader uniform for events.  He isn’t a shirt and cuff link person but I saw them and just thought they looked cool so hey!

So with the exception of a few cheapo bulk out presents for the boys,  I still have to pick up something for my dad, usually a bottle of something.. he is rather partial to his Glayva or Drambuie but then again he likes his gin and vodka and usually has a wee drink every night and the last bottle he picked up the other day was gin so will have to check next time I go round there what he does need topping up so to speak.
I have picked up something for the boys teachers and assistants and got a box of chocolates for the staff in the office as we see them every week when we get the cardboard. I have also got a few choc’s for the assistant head and head teacher.. as they have been great especially when it comes to Ali and doing all they can to make sure he has all the assistance he needs because of his sight problems.

The head teacher is actually a lovely woman and is always joking with the kids that she wants a blue peter badge every time one of the kids wins one so I have picked up this to go with her chocolates  I think she will see the funny side.

I picked this up for the head teacher.

I picked this up for the head teacher.

I think back to my teachers when I was a kid and with the exception of Mrs Wallice (that’s if I have spelt her name right)
I can’t remember any other teachers being particularly nice in primary school

So getting back to where I was, I am fairly organised, I obviously will leave the fresh veg and meat until as late as possible but where everything else is concerned I think I am there! 

oh and wrapping… I have no wrapping fairy this year so it looks like when the time comes its down to me… I have just remembered I need to get some christmas cards as well,  I usually only send out a few to the very special people and instead of wasting money on boxes of cards and postage to send to all friends and such which to be honest costs as fortune,  I make a donation to Demelza house, usually £25 and I know they appreciate it as I take it in personally. 
erm I also still have to de-clutter the front room and get the decorations out of the loft and put them up :/
So maybe im not that organised yet after all. 


I Won! Its the Christmas Lights Turn on day

Sittingbourne has a rather pathetic Christmas light display if truth is told,
about 10 years ago both Allan and I were on the Christmas lights committee but every suggestion that we made to get the lights more outstanding was ignored Every idea to raise money was pushed to one side if it wasn’t suggested by an élite few… There was also allegations that the original lights the town had that were quite impressive years ago had been stolen.. We were told they were sent off for rewiring and never returned, however there was never any proof because there was a delivery note but anyway.. this is old news and money was needed for new lights.. we borrowed lights from other towns and put them on the lamp posts..
Apparently now new by-laws say we can’t have them draped over the road in the high street… funny how most other towns can but again…  that’s another story..
Anyway fed up with having everything suggested ignored we and quite a few others left the lights group.

Fast forward 10 years and I still kept and eye on the Christmas lights activities.. 
there is new blood on the committee and they are working hard now to make the whole turn on day a good community day and hoping to find lots of ways to raise money so in years to come the light display will be back to being as splendid as it was when I was a kid.
But I Still know some old members of the committee and have met a few new ones and made friends with them funny enough not through the lights groups.
So here we are present day.. I was told by Sam  a friend who we collect cardboard off and who also has given us some other contacts for cardboard..  (she is involved with the christmas lights ) that on  lights turn on day 30th November 2013
there would be a mince-pie competition. She also knew that I baked a lot so asked if I was interested in entering the competition.  well how could I resist.

Here were the rules:

If you’re doing a bit of late night baking…..

Mince Pie Competition Rules
•You need to enter 6 mince pies; two of these will be tasted by the judges. The remaining four will be donated for sale to raise money for the lights.
•You must have baked the mince pies yourself.
•Closing time for entries is 2pm and pies must be delivered to Christmas Lights Association Stall.
•Judging will take place at 2:30 on the stage-please be available when winner is announced to receive your prize.
•The winner will have their recipe published on our website and facebook page and will receive a special prize.

Both Allan and I baked some mince pies and we entered the comp.   we took the boys and Shelby-Anne (we have babysat her since Friday night while her mum and day get some bits done)  anyway we took them all off up the town to see Santa and we had to take our mince pies in to the christmas lights stall in the high street … oh and do a bit of shopping as well.

To me it wasn’t that cold but a lot of people were complaining it was freezing… oh well I guess this is England.. we are not happy unless we are moaning about something!!!

When we dropped our mince pies off we were told to go back to the stall at 2.30pm to find out the results of the judging by two judges who have no idea who baked what as it was all done by a number on the entry form. (before anyone could accuse anyone of cheating)
we got there  just after two thirty and they had narrowed it down to 4 entries

We were surprised to see both mine and Allan’s were there on the table.
It was announced and the winner was ME !!!!!!!!!!  YAY… to be honest that is probably the only thing I ever have and ever will win lol
Quite surprising really as we had decided at home that we thought the nicest ones were Allan’s, Anyway I won a lovely prize so we both get to share anyway.

A few pics of the day

Meeting Santa I asked the boys when I was taking Shelby-Anne to see Santa if they wanted to go (as I thought they may decide they were too old for it ) but guess what they wanted to do!

Meeting Santa
I asked the boys when I was taking Shelby-Anne to see Santa if they wanted to go (as I thought they may decide they were too old for it ) but guess what they wanted to do!


The judges picking the winners.. my Mince Pies before they went into the oven and the table with the 4 entries when we got there before we knew who won.


My prize and I have googled and it looks like a very nice treat that I think I will save for the summer 🙂