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Long time – no see!

I’ve just looked at this unused blog, which was really designed for John to keep in touch during his trip to Australia, and have to say that I find myself writing what I said two years ago. It’s Autumn again, we’ve had our summer holidays and Christmas seems to be looming.

But on reflection an awful lot has happenened since my last post,  notwithstanding Melanie and I are now husband and wife.

On the basis that nobody else is looking at this other than me, I am probably now starting to talk to myself, but as and when deranged thoughts come to mind I will probably add a little post here. It would, however, be nice to have some contibutions from others. Therefore, I feel a campaign coming on.

Autumn cometh!

I seem to have neglected the blog since spring time, so thought I had better get back down to work. Back from our holidays in Poros (of course), all chilled and tanned. Nearly a month back at work now – fighting the onset of the winter blues. Last weekend spent Saturday rock climbing with Michael Parson and crew to celebrate his forthcoming marriage – next weekend.
Gavin and Rosemary are arriving Tuesday from Crete only to make us envious I suppose. I could be tempted to get the next palne back with them. Loads of holiday piccies that I’ll try and post up somehow soon – using my fantastic new laptop.

St George’s Day

Last week saw the departure of Judi and the return of Ben to school – and of course it was St Georges Day. Our only real involvement with St George’s Day was on Sunday to deliver Ben to Wimbledon Common in the pouring rain for a Scout parade and then navigate our way to the service at the end in the shelter of the car.

The day before had been much more exciting Paul and I went off to my old school (Riddlesdown in Purley) for their 50th birthday celebrations. I expected to see lots of old chums, but instead bumped in to Aunty Alex (several times) and the only other person who had bothered to turn up from our year – Bob Cremer. Had a brief chat with Bob and promised to keep in touch by email. It was nice to see Bob and left him hoping I looked in as good a health as he did. Bob had some very sad news, but I was uplifted by his remarkable courage, gratitude and optimism.

A romantic weekend in Kemp Town

M and I took the opportunity, whilst Ben was in Welsh Wales, to spend some time away together. Original plans for Amsterdam were scuppered by having to work late on Friday – so Brighton was the chosen venue. We found ourselves a little “boutique” hotel in the Kemp Town area called the New Steine Hotel, a charming little hotel with a sea view if you cricked your neck. After having fixed the toilet handle we ventured off into downtown Kemp Town where a local directed us to a “good value” Italian. It turned out to be pretty average but was nevertheless welcome considering the lateness of the hour.

07:30 on Saturday morning we were rudely awakened by the hotel fire alarm squawking at us continually. There followed a rapid throwing on of clothes and a run downstair to join our fellow travellers on the pavement outside. News eventually came from the hotel’s northern European management that “there was moist in ther system!”

So returned to bed for an hour or two and downstairs again for an excellent breakfast, where upon enquiring about the earlier alarm was advised that one of the guests had tried to smoke in her room and had detached the fire sensor and triggered the alarm on re-attachment.

So…off we trotted to Brighton Town centre – it all started with the Lanes. Ladies clothes shops, jewellers, nic-nac shops, I never knew there were so many shops.

Back to the hotel for a couple of hours recuperation then off to a superb restaurant, Havanna. Great food, fantastic service.

Sunday – up, breakfast and off to the Pavillion. George IV – clearly one of life’s example setting hedonists. Bizzare building – but had to be seen. Apparently leaked from the start.

Funny day yesterday!

Funny day yesterday – didn’t get a lot of work done, but having said that I seriously lacked enthusiasm. But did have a couple of other things on my mind. First of all, I put in an offer on a very nice 5 bedroom house in Carshalton Beeches, then spent an awful long time on the phone to Abbey trying to sort out John’s funds – hope it’s now sorted. Have to wait and see. Then met Melanie from work to celebrate the anniversary of our engagement. We went to Eyre Brothers Restaurant near Old Street – very Iberian very, good.

Snow hits South East

We could hardly believe our eyes when we woke up this morning to a street covered in snow in April. Paul took full advantage and ventured outside to construct a snowman called Alan. Helen came and visited and stayed for a late lunch.

Paul and a snowman named Alan

They’ve gone!

Amid much excitement and emotional scenes, relatives of John & Michael gathered at London’s Gatwick Airport last Monday to see the boys depart for Melbourne, Australia.

They’ve arrived

Hysterical scenes have been reported from Australia’s Melbourne airport as John and Michael arrived from London. It is understood that the boys are staying at a secret location.

John’s leaving do!

A great time was had by all on Saturday evening, when John’s mates clashed with family to mark John’s last few hours in the western hemisphere. John flies out to Melbourne, Australia on Monday night. Have a great time John and don’t forget the blog.

Easter

Well…..something interesting to say at last! We had a fabulous weekend on Hayling Island. Drove down on Good Friday and went immediately to Portsmouth’s Gunwharf  Quays for shopping and lunch. Then off to find the Langstone Hotel on Hayling Island. A few problems on arrival mainly around our restaurant booking, but all satisfactorily resolved – although I feel a letter coing on!

After an excellent buffet breakfast off to Beaulieu for the National Car Museum. Had a really nice time saw all the cars, the Abbey and the Palace.

Dined out in Chichester at a Chinese called Confucious something – quite good.

Decided to stay another day so Sunday off to Portsmouth Historic Docks to see the Mary Rose and the Victory – great time and back to the hotel for dinner. Great meal but they messed up the booking again …….uhhhh!

After another fab breakfast, we ambled back to Chez Nous for a relaxing few hours curled up in front of the television.