Friday, 23 June 2017

A Post About Bear

Galant asked about bear in the comments, so I thought I would do a brief recap.

Bear was originally known as little bear, but I shortened it to bear when he was big enough to attend school.  He's freakishly good at maths, fairly energetic, plays football, loathes going any further than the end of the street (which is the distance to his current school), has a maths tutor as a treat, a piano tutor as a penance (although he is now doing a very good version of 'Hall of the Mountain King') and has his own Views.  Arguments over homework have become the stuff of legend which I believe is normal.  He is very much his own person and at ten years old is starting to look like a young lad rather than a child.  

He has just started going to school and back on his own.  As I said, it is a very short distance with no roads, but it seems such a big step.  This week he started chatting online to pals while playing computer games.  I am very nervous about this.  They are all kids he knows in real life from school and DH and I have looked at the very dull chat logs and I'm in the same room and school is reinforcing the 'safe online' message but it's scary.  Not allowing could leave him left out at school.  I know kids younger than him that have access to Facebook, Imgur and allsorts.  But he's only ten!

Today was the second in three sports days this half term.  Bear went in wearing more or less his team colours and was looking forward to it.  When he got home I asked about it and said that the day had been called off half way through and the school went into lockdown due to an escaped prisoner in the area who may or may not have been armed and the police hunting him.  Bear said that they were all rushed inside with the lights out, the blinds down and all the kids hiding under the desk.  He said that afterwards they watched 'Shrek'.  He is now getting cuddles in quantity, whether he likes it or not.

Thursday, 22 June 2017

Bear Happens

Bear treated himself to chewing gum at the shop.  I was less than impressed.  Chewing gum has traditionally not gone well.  However bear is now ten and as long as he stuck to the rule of always wrapping the chewing gum in a paper tissue before throwing it out, I let him be.  This is after several unpleasant incidents where bear threw chewing gum at a bin, thought it had gone in but actually it had missed with unpleasant consequences.

Today bear was chewing gum, blew a bubble and it popped over his chin, where it stuck.  Bear looked like he had a very prematurely grey fuzz goatee.  He saw my expression and went to the bathroom to wash it off.  Soap and water isn't very good at getting chewing gum off the chin of a ten year old, so bear gave up and wiped his face on my new towel, the one that is supposed to get fluffier with each wash and is coming along nicely.  The one that now has an intractable strand of chewing gum stretched across it.

I'm checking on the internet for the 'how to get chewing gum out of towels' hints.  The trouble with those hints is a lot of them are hype, some are wishful thinking and most of them have been repeated for years whether they work or not.  I know about freezing the chewing gum, but there isn't room in the freezer for a bath towel.  Peanut butter has been mentioned as a good way of dealing with chewing gum, but I think that will be a trial to get out of a towel.  I think the cooking oil method would be worse!

I looked at my friend eBay for commercial products to remove chewing gum.  Most of them cost more than the towel.  I'm considering cutting it down for facecloths.

Tuesday, 20 June 2017

Finding Things

I found this...


I found a nail.  It looks like a really old nail, the sort that were hand beaten by a blacksmith, and it's certainly a lot longer than the average nail that you find in a hardward department.  Even the head looks sort of square and beaten over.  I can't imagine that it is actually a hand made nail.  I found it in our street.  I think our house is over 100 years old (just) but they were using machine made nails then.  Our area isn't that old.  It is strictly post Industrial Revolution here.  But it looks old, and that's the main thing.

I want to have 'conversation piece' and I've been thinking about it for a while.  I can use one of the old Woodwick candle jars and put in some old keys I have finally removed from my key ring and a tiger's eye stone in the shape of a heart.  Now I have the nail, which looks odd and all I need to do is add a lock of some description.  The keys, by the way, are a broken key to a lock that no longer exists, a key to a door that no longer exists and a key to a house that no longer exists.  I'll post a pic as soon as I get it sorted.  

Monday, 19 June 2017

Weather Continues

Bear was too hot to play football today!  He has football practice tomorrow night and I hope it's a little cooler.  Poor lad isn't doing well in the heat.  I'm keeping everything crossed that he isn't sick with it.

I did a stall at the church coffee morning this morning and it went okay.  It started the day off nice and warm as I dragged boxes and bags up and down the street from our house to the church.  I was scarlet in the face by the time I had set up.  Still, we got a few pennies and that's something.

I hope it's cooler tomorrow.

Hot!

I am not dealing well with the heat.  I have ironed all but half a dozen items for the sale tomorrow, which is two big boxes and two big bags, so I'm happy with that.  I took an executive decision that I would just try and sell the bits crumpled.  I've made up my float for the stall and packed some carrier bags, so all I need to do is a quick sort into piles and I'm good to go.

I have taken strong drink.  This has led to a wonderful improvement in temper, sleep, concentration and I'm cautiously optimistic I will be writing properly soon.  On the other hand it does explain why I've got three metres of red tulle sitting next to me and some Peruvian Lace on the needles.  The tulle is for some rosebut scrubbies.  (Red Heart Yarn have some awesome patterns!)  If I ever get around to them, I'll share.  Until then I shall research whether I can get a breathalyser for my laptop when I'm browsing eBay.  The Peruvian Lace is doing okay.

DH said he had had a wonderful Father's Day.  He got a gift that he liked a lot, I got good things in for him to eat and we generally made a fuss of him.  He had cinnamon swirls for breakfast (I bought 'ready to bake'), a nice salad for lunch and steak for dinner.  He deserves it.

Friday, 16 June 2017

Fire bad, tree pretty

I have been on the phone to BT for 78 minutes, almost all of it talking to really nice, helpful people about stuff they can't help me with.  My brain is now custard.  I have installed, uninstalled and re-installed more programmes than I care to think, all one handed, as I hung onto the phone saying things like, 'well, there's a circle going round so it's thinking about it' and the classic, 'so, while we're waiting - what's the weather like there?'  (I spoke to Birmingham and Swansea so got a weather report from each).

I will take strong drink and be back tomorrow when my brain has rebooted.

Thursday, 15 June 2017

Could be worse

Image taken from Leeds City Council Facebook Page to promote Clean Air Day

I live in a City that does this.  I approve.

I've lived in other towns and cities, and on the whole Leeds City Council do their best.  I reserve the right to grumble, but I can't take against a council who does this.