Chicken has new skin

Poor chicken looked like this up until a few days ago.

His trousers had all but fallen off, his holes were getting worse and worse and even though he kind of needed a wash, i was terrified he'd completely fall apart...




so we asked the fairies to come and collect him so that he could go and visit the toy hospital where he would be fixed and come back all shiny and new and not smelly anymore.
We put him in a big padded envelope and we propped the envelope up next to the front door and the fairies did their work, and the next morning, Daisy went down to see if he'd been mended and as you can see he had.

Here you can compare the old version without his beak or feet and the new version before he had his eyes stitched on.





And here is a shot of Daisy with new chicken and Iris with a not so old lady chicken. Lady chicken was bought to replace the original Mr Olli Chicken when we realised Daisy was very attached to him, unfortunately she was rejected.

Iris quite likes her however, although nothing is better than Iris' No-Face.

Stuff you find on Hackney Streets - a boot

This pink boot was actually right in front of next doors house, and it was in very good condition so some lady will be cursing as she hobbles to the shops today on one boot.
by the way, she dressed herself today.


Other "Stuff you find on Hackney streets" photographs.

Daisy's last day at nursery today

Today is Daisy's last day at nursery.
I have baked a cake and decorated it with pink icing and sweets and i'm taking it in early so that me and Iris can join in with snack time at 3pm where we will all eat cake.
Horay.

Christmas Scrum at the Sally Army Christmas Party.

These photographs were actually taken on Sat, but i forgot to put them up then, and if i put them up with their correct date, you will probably miss them because they will be hidden too far down the page.

Here is Daisy lining up patiently at the back for her christmas present from father chrismtas, whilst lots of other children push and shove in front of her.


and here she is receiving her present from the man himself.


It was chaos i tell you at the Sally Army Christmas Party.

Stuff you find on Hackney Streets - assorted

This is more just a funny photo of the girls with their umbrellas rather than it being about stuff we find on the streets of Hackney.

They look a bit like two old ladies don't they, the little old lady is admiring the bigger old ladies dolly, which is actually called a 'not so scary monster'.

The girls are actually next to a bed base and in front of a load of other quite interesting colourful junk being chucked out, i think these people were moving out.


This photo was taken yesterday, today whilst Daisy was at nursery Iris decided she wanted to play with Daisy's 'not so scary monster' but then she pulled out one of it's antenna's, so i had to very quickly sew it back on, and it was a bit tricky, it has wire in it, but i bodged it.
Don't tell Daisy, cos she is none the wiser.


Other "Stuff you find on Hackney streets" photographs.

Sophie had a baby in it's bag

My friend Sophie who is out in New Zealand, had her fourth baby (third girl) on the 6th December and this one was born in it's bag! The midwife had to pop it after birth.

She said it was a reasonably quick home birth with the two other girls watching most of it.
I think the eldest boy was at school, perhaps that was for the best.


Well done Sophie.


(oops, baby was actually born on the 9th)

Iris' new favourite dress

Much to the distress of Daisy (who still loves this dress) Iris now loves this dress.

I love it too, i think because it looks quite 60's though i'm sure it's more modern than that, but it is lovely.

Good second hand shop purchase Vicky.

Mum, i've lost that pattern you gave me for similar dresses, i wish i could find it, hopefully when we start packing (or unpacking) it will materialise, and i'll attempt to actually follow a pattern instead of freestyling.


And look you can see our funky pink landing, I wonder if our buyers will keep it or paint over it straight away.

Daisy met her new teachers today

I took Daisy into the school she will start at in January to meet her new teachers (two very nice ladies); some of the 30 children who will join her; and to check out the new classroom and toys.

I can't quite believe that they will get 30 children in there, although i did count 22 children and adults in there this morning and it wasnt too squashed so i guess it will be fine.

They had fab toys, a wonderful home corner with cooker, sink, food, cups, plates, etc...
Baby dolls, a cot, buggies and dolls clothes.
Barbies, Action men and dresses (no Bratz, thank goodness)
Loads of toy animals for zoo and farm.
Painting area
Drawing area
Lots of books

So it all looks like a lot of fun for Daisy, even if it is only for a few months.

I also met some very nice mums and dads with nice children, which makes me feel a bit sad at the thought of moving away, but hey hopefully there will be lovely people in our little village in Somerset.

And we won't be far from family.

x

Favourite toys

I'm sorry for not posting more recently, i've just been a bit pre-occupied with stuff.

I've been thinking about our up and coming 'fingers crossed' house move.
It very nearly all went very wrong when we very nearly didn't have a mortgage, but hopefully this is all sorted and back on track now.
(though i will never count my chickens before they have hatched etc...)

I've also been thinking and planning and scheming and snipping and sewing and knitting christmas presents.
It is still going on.

I've also been taking photographs, and playing in photoshop.

And obviously also been looking after these girls, somehow in amongst all these things.

Which brings me round nicely to talk about toys.
These girls change their favourite toys daily.
This photograph was taken a couple of days ago, and on this occasion Iris' favourite toy was this kookaburra and Daisy's favourite toy was Iris' little baby (called Baby).
I can't remember who bought this kookaburra as a present, i suspect it might have been Auntie Anne, this particular kookaburra has a rather scary laugh when you squeeze his tummy, but the girls love it.