Library Card Galactica!

Took George to the library yesterday. (on the bike again I might add, yay me!) Hadn't been to the main one for about 5 years. Well I'd had no reason to... G was given loads of books when he was a baby and before then I was pregnant and DID NOT want to read about my tummy growing and feet swelling when I could find all that out by taking a peek in the mirror. The only book I needed while pregnant was "How to prevent preeclampsia, pregnancy rash and carpal tunnel syndrome" and funnily enough that book hasn't been written yet to my knowledge.
I reckon "You're having a sprog, grin and bear it" will be on the shelves before the other.

So anyway, we walked in the library and I very nearly apologised and walked back out, thought we'd accidentally walked into 2025!
Modern seating in one corner with tea and coffee making facilities!... A young pretty woman sat behind the help desk tapping away on t'interweb a bit further away... A wifi computer area for little ones to check their emails!.... a great selection of RECENT DVDs... and as if I wasn't already amazed enough (and baffled as to where all the old people had gone, and that fusty library smell) there stood before us.... THREE self serve scanning machines!!... Bugger me! But check this out, you don't even have to scan your books individually, just pop them on the shelf, tap the screen a couple of times and out pops your neat little receipt showing a list of the books you have and the date they're due back. G looked at me and I knew we were thinking the same!... "How fuc#ing cool is this!" Although if he was thinking that I'd better borrow "A guide to better parenting"
I'm not surprised the young woman on the 'help desk' didn't look busy, I reckon this machine would've given me directions home if I'd have asked it!

So yeah, we chose some books, got G his lovely new Gruffalo library card, wandered around in amazement and then cycled home totally impressed by our local library.

Am i just out of touch? Easily pleased? Who cares.
Get down to your local library before the Government closes them all!

Sun, Sand and.... Monkfish???

Holy grasshoppers Batman, we've had like 3 or 4 sunny days this week! What's all that about?
(note to self... Do not blink or you might miss the British Summer)
What the hell have we done all Winter? Seriously, sat here now typing this on my phone,
with George throwing sand at the back of my head I'm wondering how we passed the time in Winter.


Anyway, thanks Spring because I have one very happy (but messy) chappy here today.
And yes, I'm still having sand thrown at the back of my head and yes, George thinks it's hilarious. Little does he know as soon as this post is finished he's being chased around the garden with a jug of water.

Now then...Dinner!! (ahh, this must be where the monkfish is relevant?)
A few days ago I cooked the worlds best ever Moussaka. Ok, so possibly not worlds best but shut it, it was in my eyes, hence why I'm still chirping on about it and including it in photos at the top of my blog. It's really made me want to try new dishes now and tomorrow night's big test is gonna be Monkfish.
I've never eaten monkfish never mind cooked it. Sounds like some weird religious amphibian if you ask me but hey it's the taste that matters.
So yeah I'll be reporting the results and might even share the recipe if none of us vomit. :o)


That's what it's gonna look like. HAA!.. If it does I'll bare my bum on Tower Bridge.

Ouch my buttocks!!

Maybe not how I expected my diary to begin but still, ouch my buttocks! Just got back from Nursery after taking G on the bike again. Started it yesterday and seeing as i've put a stone on since September I've decided to challenge myself. Nursery and back every morning for the next 4 weeks as well as a strict(ish) diet. I'm panting now but I reckon this time next week I won't feel like I've been kicked by a mule in both bum cheeks. It's been loads of fun making my jeans nice and tight but I want to shift it for Summer. A stone in 4 weeks, do-able? I'll give it a go. Besides, G loves going out on the bike so I don't think i'll be short of encouragement.

Oh and hello diary! I've only started writing here because I'm sure people on Facebook must be so tired of me documenting every move!... (George just farted, I'm having my dinner, oh look at George again...!...) Naturally as a mummy i'll never tire of rambling on about his latest achievements, new games and bowel movements but that doesn't mean every Tom, Dick and Harry gives a toss.

So this is it, my own little place to ramble on.

Catch you later diary, work to do. x