dEAr diary ~ shock, horror and simple pleasures

Duck pond

It is always a shock to realise just how many days have elapsed since my last post.  I thought it was only one or two but it was actually October 25th when I last made an entry and I am not sure I can account for all that time, in fact I am wondering myself just what have I been doing!!

In the main our time was taken up with my granddaughter who was here for a visit in her very first school holidays.  We noticed a few changes in her since her last visit in the summer and especially now she has started school; one of them being that she has quickly learned to drop her ‘t’s and we now pronounce butter in great Yorkshire style as bu’er.  Many readers not familiar with the Yorkshire dialect will not be able to pronounce butter without the t’s but I can assure you that for Yorkshire people it is quite possible though maybe not desirable.

The other notable thing was when we were playing at shops (a Pizza takeaway!) she asked me for 15$ rather than £15 and she sold cookies not biscuits…and so it goes on, where will this American influence end – it must be down to all the American TV programmes and toys that speak with an American accent.Duck pondAll that aside we had some lovely days out at the local parks, complete with picnics at her request, and another trip to the local library.Winter Picnic

We had fun for hours on the swings, feeding the ducks and shouting to grandad down the speaking tubes.  We crunched through the leaves, gathered a few too,  played football and hide and seek and then got warmed up again with a flask of hot chocolate. Duck food

Feeding the ducks

She was with us for Halloween and my friend and neighbour had asked that I took her round as she had bought some sweets in specially.  So we carved pumpkins and made buns to decorate… Horror cupcakes

…they passed the taste test…Testing the buns… she had a sweet little witches costume and hat in her suitcase to put on and with a little face paint – the best scary face granny could manage – we were all ready and when it grew dark we set off with our magic pumpkin all lit up on the Halloween trail.  Granny was so excited!!First stop, my neighbour’s house where we exchanged sweets for one of the grewsome chocolate buns which my friend was delighted with.  I noticed a few other houses displaying pumpkins so we knocked on one or two doors not knowing what to expect.  It is many years since I took part in anything Halloween – back when my two daughters were little the trick or treating aspect was just taking off and rather than a pumpkin we had to carve a turnip complete with a bit of real blood (when the knife slipped) and some old black skirts to dress up in – the shops had not caught on to making money out of it then.

Experiencing the event first hand completely changed my views on Halloween – rather than the dark and sinister event the church might fear I found it to be a lovely time and the children seemed to take it all very light-heartedly.  It occurred to me that we have no other occasion that we celebrate where you can go round to a neighbour’s house that you may not even know,  knock on their door and they welcome you and give you sweets.    So many people had taken the time to decorate and carve pumpkins even a number who didn’t have children.  One person had really gone to town with smoke and eery music outside which was quite scary but lots of fun – like going on the Ghost Train – but most had a simple lit pumpkin – none of the plastic rubbish sold in the shops in evidence.

I got to chat with neighbours I had never met before and greet other people dressed up and wandering the streets as we were.  It was a truly happy occasion and everyone was so generous.  It reminded me of Carol singing days when our church members would go round the village at Christmas and the villagers would welcome you with mince pies and a hot drink – sadly this event is no longer – they have Carols in the park instead.

Of course Little L was absolutely delighted with her bag of treats and once back home we put our lit pumpkins out on the doorstep and waited for Halloweeners to call on us.  Soon the doorbell was ringing and Little L on ‘witch alert’ ran to open the door and provide the same hospitality we had received.

Now the new baby is imminent and we are packing again to go and rescue Little L at the appropriate time to look after her for a few days.  In between all this I have been doing a bit more sorting out – mainly paperwork and today I will be getting rid of a few more piles – a large box of papers to go back for shredding to my old works, a charity bag and a mound of card fronts for the ladies at the Welcome Centre who turn them into new cards to resell.

I rather think that until baby makes an appearance my Christmas plans ae on hold.  Should baby still be reluctant to arrive before Friday I might get to post my October review and my Intentions for November (better late than never) that applies to baby too!

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11 thoughts on “dEAr diary ~ shock, horror and simple pleasures

  1. It sounds like you’ve been far too busy enjoying yourself to post for a while. Little people have that effect on you. Your granddaughter looks lovely in her costume and the pumpkin is wonderful. It must be your artistic streak, mine was rather basic.
    Thanks to the American influence, I think Hallowe’en has become a far more pleasant experience for many. With the focus now being more on a fun, organised experience for the children, as opposed to the mischief nights of old and people too scared to answer the door. Your evening must have been great fun.
    I hope baby arrives soon. You must be on the edge of your seat waiting now. X

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    1. I enjoyed the evening although I still do not like the commercialism and the wide use of plastics that goes into it.
      I am now eager to see our new baby and know what it is boy or girl. No matter how hard my daughter tries she cannot hurry this one – just like Little L she was overdue 13 days. She must make them too comfy! x

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  2.  

    I too have a darling grand-daughter who may be a little younger than yours.  As the weather is warming up here today Miss 4 and I went to buy new sandals to wear to Kindy. 

    I love reading your blog – and am wondering about your photos of short sleeves inside but jackets outdoors.  Have you got heating on inside?

    Josie in Perth, Australia

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    1. Thank you for your kind comment and I hope you continue to enjoy my blog. Little L is now 4 years and 3 months. She started school when she was just 4 years and 1 month in September but really loves it even though she is the youngest there. Our English school system only has one intake now so some starters are already 5.
      There was no heating on at the time of the photo but our home is well insulated, the oven was on and Little L is always warm whilst myself (not on the photo) probably had a cosy jumper on!!
      PS I have many relatives in Australia both sides – I recognise your email provider westnet.com.

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  3. Happy to see how much your granddaughter and you enjoyed your time together. Wishing for a good and safe delivery of the new arrival for Mum and the baby.

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  4. What a lot of fun you have had over those days – far too busy having a good time to want to blog about it! Quite right too.
    Any movement yet?
    xx

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  5. When I lived in Massachusetts, dropping Ts was also a thing: “three li’l ki’ens have lost their mi’ens” and all that!

    I always enjoyed Hallowe’en with Link. I have no concerns about candy being evil. Costumes were mostly thrifted. Parents and kids got to chat with the neighbours and there was a spirit of generosity, as you said. When I was a kid, there were lots of pranks (such as “egging” or toilet-papering someone’s property) but those things are unheard of now. Later, teenagers looked forward to Hallowe’en for months as an opportunity to dress up and meet with their friends (usually to watch scary movies, take pictures of each other and eat candy) – no mischief involved. Good memories all around.

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