Going to London to visit the queen.

I am off to London tomorrow to visit the queen, well i'm not actually going to visit the queen, but i am going to visit some lovely friends who still live up in London.

The best part is that i'm going on my own, hooray, what jolly fun i shall have.

I am taking my camera and will be photographing everything that moves, and everything that doesn't move as well.

Jim Davidson's play was very funny

Vix got freebies to the opening night of 'Stand up and be counted' which is Jim Davidson's new play and (I find it unusual to say but) I quite enjoyed it.
It was funny and clever and a little sad and reflective towards the end, did I say it was funny?
Here is a link to Jim Davidson's website.
Here is a Guardian article about the play.

Devon half term

Us girls have nipped down to Devon for a couple of days to see the grandparents and aunties.

I believe a trip to the pantomime is in order for tomorrow night 'Snow White' and I might go out Thursday night with Vix to see none other than Nik-Nik 'racist' Jim Davidson in Torquay.
Well that should be fun.

Did I ever tell you about the time I met Jimmy D at a Young Conservatives garden party?
I wasn't voting blue at the time I only went along to chaperone my gay best friend of the time Rupert who probably fancied somebody at the party.
Oh and the promise of canopies

Jim D was a bonus of a sort, who was slightly creepy.

But he did tell us some jokes.

Up the Tor with the Wrakes

We went up that Tor again, this time with the Wrakes who came to stay.
It is fabulous up that Tor, very windy but wonderful.

Marc the tree man

Marc gave the apple tree down the bottom of the garden a haircut.
We think it's a cider apple tree and it was in desperate need of a pruning.
Perhaps it got a bit more of a haircut than it expected, but it did really need a bit of haircut.

Valentine Hearts

No-Face and Chicken gave the girls some chocolate valentine hearts.

The girls were extremely excited about this.

Daisy asked if i'd taken chicken to the shops to buy them, i told her i hadn't bought the hearts or taken Chicken to buy the hearts (which was true, Marc bought the hearts from John Thorners)
Daisy then said "perhaps Chicken went on his own" with a little smile on her face.

During this time, Iris had simply wripped off her wrapper and was busy stuffing her chocolate into her mouth, when it comes to chocolate Iris doesn't hesitate.

As you can see in the below photograph, No Face now has eyes, so he should technically now be called i-Face, but he's not.
And yes they could both do with a wash.

Oh and note Chicken's new feet, that Daisy choose a short while ago.

my new bike

This is my new bike
it was my Christmas present from Marc
it's wonderful


Riding it around these lanes make it feel like the 1940's, though if it was the 1940's i should probably be dressed more like this.

(i didn't take that picture by the way, it was stolen from a stock photography library)

Bird Pie

We had plain old chicken bird pie in the end.

yum