Highs . . . . .and lows . . . .

(Low - just spending 15 minutes typing in blog words and then accidentally closing it before publishing it. Doh). Here goes again:

Yay . . . 

• to the 700 bus trip to Littlehampton. Despite the fact we had to wait for 40 minutes at the bus stop for an 'every 15 minutes service' (well to be fair it was only 30 minutes until Miss A refused to get on a single decker, holding out for a double decker), I got to sit down for a WHOLE HOUR. Miss I gazed around from her lofty perch, and Miss A gave me a running commentary on road signs, speed limits, and other bus numbers. And the best bit? I got to sit down for a WHOLE HOUR on the way home as well!! And my husband wonders why I didn't take the car. 
• To the man we chatted to on the bus, who was 81, and still liked to go on holiday while he could. He takes the train from Paris all the way to Spain. I want to be like him when I'm 81. 

Nay . . . . . .

• to the Ship Hotel and C&H fabrics, both of whom have their Christmas displays and advertising up already. At least let us enjoy the summer holidays before mentioning the dreaded C word. Shame on you both. Herumph. 
• to my husband, who at 7am was issuing instructions on how to deal with the leaky toilet valve. Well you just need to flush it with the screwdriver and then turn it off at the inlet valve like this. Hmmmm. There are some things in life I don't need to know. We just used the other loo. 

I'm resigned to the fact that . . . . .

• when I go on a bus trip with Miss A, she is adorned in a slightly too large pair of waterproof dungarees, clutching a fairy umbrella and waving a pair of flip flops. I think she has the measure of the English weather. I drew the line at holding the fairy wings however. 

I'm pleased that . . . . 

• My efforts to remove the cradle cap from Miss I's scalp is working, with nightly application of olive oil. Miss A likes applying the oil. Miss I loves the additional morning bath needed. Now I've realised you do actually need to comb out the scalp, it's almost all gone. 
• Our two favourite parks are about to have new cafes opening in their grounds. It will be my duty and pleasure to inspect and report back on the quality of the refreshments offered. I am hopeful that the provision of sustenance in dry surroundings may extend our winter park visits.