Funny, proud Mum moment!

The lovely boy went to Teesdale last week, I recieved a text telling me that he was " sitting in a hell hole up a mountain, in sheets of sideways rain, probably in the most remote place I have ever been".

He has finally joined the real world, well he did choose the course/career!!

He he !!

Looks like a beautiful place

What's this all about?

A proud Mum moment, page 7 of this weeks issue, back row first on the left.

What is interesting is that Miranda singled Tom out whilst she was there and started chatting to him as she recognised him, obviously Tom knew that he had met her before, they had been diving off the same boat out of Plymouth, at least 3 years ago.

Perhaps she may remember him the next time a production company is looking for a scuba/shooting/stalking/wildlife/country boy to front a tv programme?!

Anyway he is very nonchalant about it all, he is just happy to be at such a fabulous college.

p.s. sorry about the pic quality but my camera is in Florence with my Mum and I couldn't wait to show you!

snowed in....and miss pom pom!

We had up until a few days ago missed all of the snow and really bad weather, Christmas week in Brixham was bright with some frost, but nothing like being in the Cotswolds as we are now.

Our tiny village has two exits, both on slopes and at junctions of roads where people drive too fast to give you a chance. Anyway because of the slopes and lack of salt/grit etc we are trapped (mechanically).

Michael and I walked to the next village this morning as I needed to post an application form for Tom, (he is hoping to study at Sparsholt College in Hampshire after his GCSE's). When we arrived at the shop, they had a few hot pasties left, so guess who indulged, I didn't have the camera out of my pocket quickly enough to record this event!

We took the dogs (Flo, and her friends Minnie & Daisy), who all love the snow.......

poor Flo has shaggy fur and she became clogged up with snow, (like sheep dags), she found it very difficult to run and even ended up walking as though she had her jumper on with broomsticks stuck up the sleeves, it was so funny! Michael being the kind soul that he is kept brushing her down. I just decided to call her Miss Pom Pom !

Walking back the view over the millpond of Mum's house and my potting shed seems a long way removed from the springtime, when the allotment and gardens are full of daffs & tulips & muscari & catkins etc, the only thing thriving in my veg patch at the moment are parsnips & celeriac!

And lastly, a field full of .... frozen veg!