ENGLISH MUM

Frosty (and skiddy)

It was beautiful here this weekend.  Minus 4.5 degrees and the frost was so… er…frosty it was almost like everything was covered in white fur.  Driving to pick #2 up from a friend’s in Mullingar, though, I lost the back end of the jeep in spectacular fashion and ended up in a ditch.  Nothing dented except my pride, luckily.

Conclusion: frost is lovely if you’re indoors.

The Friday Photo: catching up

So it’s all very well, this technology lark; computers and digital cameras and all that malarkey, but sometimes I long for a bit of old-fashionedness (is that a word?).  For example, #1, who is settling very well in his new school, thank you, needed a photo of himself to take in.  You know, a photo: one of those glossy bits of carboardy type stuff with a picture on?  Well, we don’t have any.  I mean, we do, but the last entry in my photo album is #2′s birthday party in 2004.  And as I sat having a nostalgic flick through the album (many painstaking hours’ work there, I can tell you), it dawned on me that I’ll be sad not to be able to leaf through pictures of our time here in Cavan: our new house, our garden slowly taking place, Bert being daft…

And so with that, I took myself in hand (steady) and got myself a Snapfish account, spent the whole afternoon uploading all our photos onto it (which is where I found this lovely one of #2 and Bert, taken back in May when the sun briefly shone – although I’ve done something weird to it as its gone all grainy), and then ordered 6 x 4 glossies of all my favourite photos (the whole lot only cost 10 Euro with P&P!).  As soon as they come, I’m going to spend a happy evening with a glass of wine (yeah okay, so my new regime lasted until Hubby caved into temptation and opened a nice bottle of red last night), filling in the album with the last four years’ worth of memories.

Talking of memories, it’s our wedding anniversary.  I was out shopping earlier in the week and sent him a quick ‘we won’t bother with pressies will we?’ only to receive ‘well I got you something!’.  Oh poo.  Cue furtive dash for suitable present: that Lancome aftershave that Clive Owen advertises and a rather nice soft grey cashmere (mix!) jumper.  And apparently (so my small spies tell me) he’s bought me a better present than I’ve bought him.  Well, honestly.  I pointed out that when you’re buying someone something with their own money, they’re often grateful if you’re not extravagant.  Still, I’ll let you know when I find out.

The Friday Photo: My Mosaic

This is great fun.  Hat tip to Thrifty for this one.  First you take a list of questions:

1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favourite food?
3. What school did you go to?
4. What is your favourite colour?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. What is your favourite drink?
7. What is your dream holiday?
8. What is your favourite dessert?
9. What do you want to do when you grow up?
10. Who/ what do you love most in life?
11. Choose one word that describes you?
12. What is your Flickr name?  (I don’t have one but I just put in English Mum)

Next, type your answer to the questions into a flickr search, then using only the first page, click on an image.  Copy and paste each of the urls into the Mosaic Maker.

BTW: If anyone would like the original flickr urls of any of these incredibly talented photographers, drop me a mail.