47 xxx

So, what’s new in our neck of the woods?

Quite a lot actually. The boys have turned 7 which they inform me is a REALLY big difference. That is also longer than I’ve kept any house plant alive so kudos to me!

Harrison also informs me that my breathe smells worse than the dogs, reminder to self, buy mints! Buy lots of mints.

Ollie told me the other evening that when I come up to check on him before retiring for the night I should wake him to let him know. He said I couldn’t do that when he was six but I can now he is 7. I smiled sweetly at him and thought not on your nelly, I won’t even be doing that when you’re 17 mate!

They haven’t quite grasped the concept of time.

We were driving back from school when Ollie notified me of his intention to travel to Africa. He believed he would be doing this at the age of 12, maybe, 18 or maybe 26. I let him know, in no uncertain terms, that he wouldn’t be travelling to Africa alone at the age of 12, he said he could take a phone, I left the phone argument for another day.

But 12 seems so old to them! I used to think 47 was over the hills, but now I’ve reached it my brain feels the same as when I was 29, I think, but my knees at least 60!

They say that youth is wasted on the young, but if I was as wise then as I am now (which in the grand scheme of things still isn’t that wise) would I have lived? Would I have been so impulsive or had so much fun? I don’t think so. So I will have to politely disagree and say that I wouldn’t want to change, remove, replace, nudge, one tiny little domino as it has all led to where we are today, a happy, little, family bubble bobbing along on the beach.

And I’ve decided to buy a bike! No, not having a mid life crisis, a push bike. I’ve never owned one. Lee thinks this is hilarious having experienced me cycling in Centre Parks. I fish tail! I cycle the same way I used to come home from the pub, all over the place! I just like to use the whole pavement! Don’t want any of it to feel left out. It’s good for the knees, we can do it as a family and I could keep up with the boys. The boys are getting bikes for Christmas, ssh don’t tell them, it’s a surprise.

In my mind, we’re a beautiful, happy, healthy family cycling along the promenade, dripping in sunshine, smiling and laughing. Let’s see what reality has to offer! For some unknown reason I believe it will involve dog poo!

And Lee, I will have the last laugh when I decorate my new bike with those handle bar tassle things and rainbow spoke beads, oooh and an old fashioned car horn.

Quite unrelated it came about in a conversation that I was born in Greenwich. Wait, did I tell you this already? Just in case I didn’t, Ollie asked me if I could speak Greenwich. I told him I was fluent! He was well impressed!

On that note I need to get on! We have an annual family Christmas do to attend and I need to get ready for the festivities!

Love and hugs, kisses and wishes xxx