Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts

Saturday, 17 August 2013

Mr Blue Sky's up there waiting




Spending time at my sister's home is always a pleasure, nestling as it does among the Chiltern hills with their beautiful beech woods.

 
 
 
 
Especially when there is plenty of this overhead.
 
 
 

The kids treat it like a holiday.




They made full use of the facilities!

 



Our garden at home may be a poor relation - there's certainly no room for a pool! - but it's nice to be back and taking my outfit pics in my usual spots.






We took Bobbin the dog for a lovely walk through the woods to Coombe Hill.







There are beautiful views across the vale of Aylesbury.
 
The monument commemorates the Buckinghamshire men who died in the Boer War.
 
The chained white swan is on the county's coat of arms.



There's Chequers (bottom left), the Prime Minister's country house.
 
The Camerons weren't at home, there was no security presence to give the game away.
 






1970s maxi dress - Ebay
Sandals - retail (sale)
Belt, hair flowers and bangles - charity shopped
Cream floral bracelet and thin gold bangle - gifts from lovely Tania
Necklace - gift from dearest Leisa




 
Several of you asked whether I bought new shoes for the party - and indeed I did! It took quite an effort to part with the cash, I can tell you, I'm not used to retail prices anymore.

But thankfully these sandals were in the sale and are soooo comfortable (which is a significant consideration these days for my poor middle-aged feet). I wish they had been available in purple, green or orange, but had to content myself with black.




 
That's not one of my cats, by the way - that's Bertie, a stray who visits from time to time.
 
 
But back to Bucks.
 
 
 

Eldest has learnt from her mama, she's pinching my moves.
 



But I'm keeping my eye on her!




We popped into nearby Wendover, a very pretty little market town.






A clock tower, characteristic red brick, flint, whitewashed and timbered buildings with pantiled roofs, and the smallest front door ever. 
 
 
 
 
 
Sadly, it is raining as I type this. The garden will benefit, of course, but having a decent summer with plenty of sunshine has been an unexpected treat.
 
 
 
 
 
Love the square back of this dress.



 I am off to pack a bag for Eldest, who must have made a good impression as she has been invited back to spend a few days with her big girl cousins in Bucks. She is very excited!




Ready to take on the world? I think so!
 
 
 
 

As for me, I'll be linking up with the delightfully hospitable Patti for her usual Visible Monday gathering.
 
 
Hope you are all enjoying the weekend, whatever you're up to!
 
   xxxx

Saturday, 28 July 2012

Come together

We are back from our stay at my sister's in rural Buckinghamshire, and we had a lovely time. We got to spend time with family, and the weather made it feel like we were really on holiday. 


There are photos (later) but I'm starting by showing my enthusiasm for the London 2012 Olympics - I am genuinely looking forward to it all!
 



Yeah, where the hell is my invitation to joing Team GB's Posing squad?




They don't know what they are missing. I'm Gold Medal standard.


I enjoyed the opening ceremony last night, despite not really expecting to, I loved all the music, and actually laughed out loud at the Queen parachuting in with James Bond (although we were on to our second bottle of wine by then, which may have influenced things a little...) Made me consider that there must be a sense of humour behind that rather grim royal facade after all.


Eldest stayed up to watch the whole thing, testing her parents' geographical knowledge by asking where various countries are (err... Nauru? Palau? Sorry, kid, look in the Atlas!) and singing along enthusiastically with Sir Macca. 


My little Olympians decided swimming was their sport of choice, governed entirely by the fact that my sister's beautiful house has a swimming pool in the garden.



We went to Cogges Farm in Oxfordshire for a picnic in the orchard and to check out the animals.




How inviting is this gateway?





Beautiful Oxfordshire stone farm buildings.



The cow shed has been converted into a cafe.







Despite all the bunting and the Mind your head signs on every low beam, OH still managed to whack his head...


Bear of very little brain.






My abiding memory of childhood family picnics on a Sunday afternoon is my mum choosing a church to visit, and my dad lying down and going to sleep on the picnic blanket. Seldom Seen Kid has the manly pose down pat. I wonder if it's genetic?





Hmm... I appear to have become my mother, here we are at Winslow church (where I was christened).




Stripey t-shirt, belt and bracelets (charity shopped)
Bathing beauty skirt (Ebay) - last seen here
Sunnies (darling Sarah)





Surely the Synchronised Swimming team must need me?




I'm right here waiting!

 xxx


PS. No film of the performance, but we loved Sheffield's own Arctic Monkey's version of Come Together, and I heartily approve of Alex's hair cut! Which would please him no end, I'm sure...