Drama, drama, drama!
Massive apologies for not getting this posted sooner – I had intended to do it last night when I got home from work, but there was drama in Hurlstone Park, which I shall tell you about in a minute …
Leila, I have to say that you put me to shame; you are such a dedicated blogger and your entries are always informative and enjoyable to read. I especially liked your description of Finnish food – I had heard of the wonderful variety of fish that’s available in your country, but had no idea about any of the other things you describe, so thank you for extending my culinary knowledge! I’ll try to match your excellent standard and get another post up and running over the weekend. Thank you all also for your suggestions – I’m on it!
Well, let me tell you what happened last night! As you know, I work on Wednesday nights and we have a lovely babysitter who looks after Owen until Chris gets home at about 6.30. A good friend of ours has a little boy a couple of days older than Owen, and she was on her way home with him when her car broke down … just at the junction near our street! The car had totally conked out, and the people behind her were starting to get impatient (Sydney drivers are NOT famous for their patience and consideration!), so she thought she’d call Chris to see if he could come and help her out. Just as she was about to make the call, she saw him crossing the road to come home, so he and another guy helped her push the car round the corner. So she and her son came home with Chris, then Chris gave them and our babysitter a lift home – meanwhile, I was delayed at work, so I missed my train and had to wait half an hour for the next one; when I got home, Chris and my friend’s husband were sitting waiting for me so they could go out and try to fix the car. They drove it back to their house and then Chris came home, by which time it was about 11.30!
And then there was a MONSTER in the kitchen!! Really!!
C: There’s a noise in the kitchen.
R: I’m asleep.
C: The bin’s making a noise.
R: Go away.
C: But it’s a really regular noise.
R: It’s probably about to fall over. I’m asleep.
(Bin makes another noise)
R: If it’s bothering you that much, go and tie it up so if it falls over the rubbish won’t go all over the floor. I’M ASLEEP!
(C goes into kitchen)
C: But it’s still making a noise.
R: Oh for heaven’s sake! I’M ASLEEP!
(R stomps angrily into kitchen. Bin is indeed making a very strange noise)
R: Oh *#*#*#** there’s something in there!
C: I told you it was making a noise.
R: There’s something in there!
C: What shall we do?
R: Put it outside.
C: I’m not going outside. It’s 4am!
R: Not outside outside, just outside the door and then you can throw it out on your way to work.
(C puts bin outside front door, goes back to bed and falls straight back to sleep. R goes back to bed and can’t get back to sleep at all – typical!)
We think it was a moth or something that had fallen into the plastic bag and couldn’t get out, but it was really making a very strange noise!
Anyway, that’s enough drama for one night! All the lovely photos that Leila had been posting have inspired me to dig out the following pictures of our trip to the UK earlier in the year. Last week I told you about spring in Sydney and how it’s not as noticeable as spring in the UK, where everything bursts into life practically overnight. So I thought you might like to see some photos of spring in the north of England, where I come from, just to prove that it’s not always rainy and miserable! Owen and I flew over in April, and then Chris joined us in May for another four weeks, so we had a great time catching up with family and friends, and revisiting our old haunts.
This is Owen making friends with the local wildlife (a baby hedgehog) in my parents’ back garden.
These two were taken in Durham, where Chris and I met (we were studying at Durham Uni).
And this one is at Rievaulx Abbey in North Yorkshire; we went up to the moors for a week with my parents (we always used to go camping there when my sister and I were little) and had a great time. Owen loved the Abbey, mainly because there are lots of stairs and tunnels and things to explore!
So, do you feel like a little bit of vocabulary? I hope so, because ...
... here are the answers to the last set!
1. A place that’s dear to my heart is a small town in Lincolnshire called Winterton, which is where my grandparents lived. My sister and I always used to spend some of our summer holidays there, and every Christmas as well. Thank you all for sharing the places that are dear to your hearts – I enjoyed reading about them!
2. One business near me that’s doing a roaring trade is the smokehouse in Dulwich Hill, where they produce and sell sausages and smoked meats. They used to be open 3 days a week, but due to the huge demand for their produce, they’re now only open to the public on Saturdays, and the rest of the time is spent on production. (I love their sausages so much that I go whenever I can and stock up on things to freeze and whenever I go Chris refers to the owner and staff as “Rachel’s sausage boyfriends”)
3. I think most of you got these – landscape, cityscape and seascape. I can’t think of any more, but if you can, feel free to add them!
4. Again, you’re absolutely right – upgrade your computer, job …
5. The last time a machine conked out on me was my toothbrush (my dentist advised me to start using an electric one) and something went wrong with it and I couldn’t get the stupid thing to turn off! Eventually it conked out altogether.
6. I am hooked on reading – I will read anything, even complete rubbish (I always hope that a bad book might get better, so I’ll read it to the end just to see). I reread books too – some of my favourites I’ve read dozens of times. Chris is hooked on cricket, and Owen (bless him!) is hooked on Thomas the Tank Engine. I don’t know which is worse!!
Well, I hope you’ll forgive me, but I’m going to be terribly lazy and not give you any homework tonight (bad teacher!!) – I’ll make up for it next time, though!
Good night, sleep tight, mind the bed bugs don’t bite! (Do you know this bedtime rhyme? Or do you have a similar one in your countries?)
PS Thanks for all your questions – I’ll get round to them in my next post, so watch this space!
And, of course, a bit of vocab for you from today …
to put sb to shame (expr)
to get sth up and running (expr)
to dig (sth) out (phr vb)
to catch up with sb (phr vb)
old haunts (collocation)
to make up for sth (phr vb)
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