Thursday, 17 May 2007

Garden Before....


The Garden as it was...

..And The Garden After!


The garden after all Ollie's hard work. The clematis have already started to cover the trellis and the Cape Daisies are busily flowering away in the side beds. There are a few more plants to go in the bed at the end plus the bedding plants to go in the window boxes and it will be complete. All ready for me to be too busy with baby to remember to water it so it will all go brown and curly. Still, I can always live in hope that Ollie will learn what the watering can is for...!!!

Sunday, 6 May 2007

THE BUMP!


This is The Bump at 29 weeks. Baby is getting increasingly active (especially at 1am!) - yesterday it felt like I'd turned into a washing machine! I love watching my tummy jump about and lean in different directions, it's just awe-inspiring.



Expectant Mummy & Daddy (who is very excited as Littlebean is already showing an interest in music, notably Ravel's "Bolero" and Daddy playing Chopin's "Black Key" Etude. Either that or s/he's kicking me hard in protest "Make that terrible noise stop Mum!")

Wednesday, 2 May 2007

Burglar on the roof!

What an eventful time we had last night! Tucked up in bed, just drifting off to sleep when we heard a scuffling sound and then big, heavy boot steps thudding across the roof. I sat bolt upright an d stated the glaring obvious "That is a man!" and so, the police were called and arrived within minutes but not before the intruder had been disturbed and stampeded back across the roof giving Ollie the chance to get a good look at him. So, our house was full of men in uniform (hee hee) and they had the area cordoned off in minutes and the naughty man was caught cowering in a nearby garden by a big, hairy policedog. Very impressed with the swift response by PC Plod! There have been a spate of break ins through roof lights so hopefully this is the culprit.

So that was our eventful, if rather bizarre, sleepless night last night. (School of Burglary, Lesson #1 - If you are going to run across roofs at night wearing heavy boots, do not pick the one with the paranoid pregnant lady sleeping underneath.)