Making the most of ...

(click to see a ginormous image)

The weather lately, we were able to enjoy the sunshine and warmth when we were in Cambridge last week visiting Mr Boo's parents. Boo was beside herself because they have a pool and sooooo much space to run around. I know we have a big garden but theirs is positively ginormous with an Orchard section too ~ just perfect for hide and seek !

And Archie thought he'd died and gone to heaven with all the lovely country pongs and scents on offer.

Anyhoo, more of that later. But before we get all depressed about the 'Been and Gone' weather, I want to show you yet another 'Princess and the Pea' textile picture.

(I like my new book shelves ...)

This time, it's a commission for a New baby girl due at the end of the month. The brief asked for a rocket and star in the window. You may well be scrunching up your nose thinking ...

"Eh why ? I don't remember a rocket in the story. That's a bit daft"

Well apparently, the little girls daddy is a Rocket Scientist so maybe daddy is in the rocket whilst the Princess snores her beautiful bonce off.

Can you see the rocket scientist ? Me neither, maybe he's in the loo !


We had a lovely couple of day's in Cambridgshire and the weather was just glorious. Boo made the most of the pool and even dragged her Papa in too.
Mr Boo didn't get away with it either. Meanwhile ....


I sat and relaxed, drank a Diet Coke, spent a bit of time swatting the dam wasps away, checked on Archie every now and again as he kept disappearing into the Orchard. Those bunnies were just too much temptation for him.


Ooh look, a bit more relaxing ... Nice


The slide was a big hit too. It took a bit of coaxing and hanging onto hands on the way down but eventually Boo went solo and then there was no stopping her.


"Push me in Mummy, push me in!" OK, then, Whoosh. "Well, you did ask Boo"


Some little friends from the next farm came to use the pool too so Boo had some play mates. Archie was sooooo desperate to get in there with them. He made do with drinking the splashes instead.


Young Archie with the wire pheasant. He wasn't quite sure what to make of it. Sniffed it's bum a few times (probably peed up it a few times too) and then ignored it.


"Can you just throw one apple mum ? Oh please, Oh please, Oh pleeeeeeease ? Look, I've collected a selection for you to choose from. I have big ones, small ones, eaters, cookers, rotten ones, waspy ones, red ones and green ones. Any take your fancy cos I'm not fussy"

Nope.


OK, I'll just sit here with one in my mouth then. Yum ! Yum ! Cookers, my favourite.