Well with two children away this weekend the house has been much quieter than normal.
None of the usual sibling scraps between the two youngest. We have had the odd disagreement between the eldest and her dad about maths revision - she has her first exam a week Monday, the first day back and thinks that she can revise at the last minute. Dad is obviously trying to adjust her attitude as she waits!!! She is taking her maths GCSE a year early as she's in the top set. Heavens above - if she makes this much fuss revising for one subject, who knows what she'll be like next year working for the other nine! Tin hats and flak jackets at the ready next year I think.
Yesterday afternoon Sarah was at work so Nigel and I had the afternoon to ourselves. Personally I prefer to go fabric and quilt hunting but as there was nothing local I was happy to let him indulge himself looking at trains again - it keeps him happy and I just enjoy the peaceful time together without the kids - to be honest I'd go and look at a sewage farm if it meant an afternoon sans enfants!
We visited the West Somerset Railway which travels between Bishops Lydeard on the outskirts of Taunton and Minehead on the coast
He got to change the signals and also have a drive of a tiny engine which had formerly been used to move extracted peat cut for fuel on the Somerset Levels.
Today though because the rain was coming down hard enough for Noah to start looking for a launch site we stayed home and I did manage to get in some quality quilting time.
Can you spot the deliberate mistake?
Anyway I managed to complete all the quilting with slightly different dancing triangles in the piano key border and went on to work out how much of the black/lilac mottled fabric I'd need .................. 17" square
And what width was that last bit of the fabric?
A nice afternoon on the sofa watching the New Zealanders win the Rugby Sevens at a very soggy Twickenham gave me ample opportunity to hand stitch the binding down and here it is done!
Just as an after thought in case you're a little worried about our two youngest facing the cruel elements at the Scout Jamboree camp - worry not!
One of the parents went up to the camp this afternoon as it was her Cub's birthday and she was taking a cake for our troup/pack to enjoy (no, she wasn't taking enough for all 1800 children) - she called on us as she left and I did send her with some spare dry clothes just in case.
Good job too - Louise was fine, lots of spare trousers to keep any soaked legs nice and dry. Nicholas on the other hand had only packed one pair of trousers - I've probably told you before he's a strictly 'shorts for all weathers' man. However the foul heavy rain and driving wind we've had today proved just too much for him and she found him feeling a bit sorry for himself trying to keep warm helping out in the cook tent.
As much as he insists he should always wear shorts I don't think anyone could've been more thankful to receive a pair of warm and dry track suit bottoms :o)