Crop circle mission

We awoke to TORRENTIAL rain the morning after Clives party. We were really worried about the camper getting stuck in what was fast becoming slippery clay-ey soil. So we all sort of bleary eyed headed back to ours for a slap up full english. When I say we = Me and G, Anda and Justin and Anke.

It was sometime over breakfast Andrea was talking about how she and Gobs had been to the Silent Circle in Avebury last summer and visited a couple of crop circles. Well, the obvious thing to do was engage her in the conversation, then move on to a different subject before washing up and vegging out for the rainy Sunday. WRONG.

We thought we'd head all the way to Avebury in Wiltshire and see if we could find a croppy. Which we did! It was VERY wet. Wandering around a field of canola (rapeseed) in the rain searching for a freakin' circle was odd. And wet, did I mention it was wet?

See the pics though, it was crazy. Anrchie went absolutely potty in the circles - racing around like an absolute LOONY.

Clive makes 40 - lets camp!

What an ace weekend and an amazing campsite - it was only down the road but I was so jealous. It's exactly the sort of land we want to buy... maybe one day.

Clives party was piggy backing on the back of Waynes baby naming ceremony, which sounds a bit hippy but the words were beautiful (wish I could remember some of them)...

I'll let the photos do the talking.

Where did the time go?!

Yup, we've made the 2nd anniversary mark. My lovely G and me.
We said we wouldn't 'do' presents, but I couldn't help myself getting him some stuff.
Ahh...

Stressful cake? No problem!

I don't know why I offered.
I'm not even that good at cakes - but a cake was needed for Tracys surprise meal so I stepped up to the plate... or mixing bowl if you will.

All well and good but BUT our oven thermostat broke last week so I had to bake it in the top oven which is rubbish. After half an hour baking, I did the ole skewer test - still runny! I tested again after 40 mins... still runny... 50 mins... [ the top was slowly darkening by this time ] almost solid.

I was *that* close to going out and buying one, but hey, it was ok in the end.
I cut off some burny bits at the top (coz it peaked up like a BOLCANO) and plastered it in butter icing that closely resembled mashed potato. Then I covered the whole shabang in lots of sweets. Job done.

PHEW!

Surprise!

Trace didn't have a clue about her surprise birthday meal.
It was ace.

The cake went down well (see above post), no one could taste the burnt bits...

The food was lovely, the company was lovely,
the wine was a-flowing and laughter a-chuckling.

Happy birthday Trace!

Fun in Looe

So it was our 4th anniversary of our first date and around our 2nd wedding anniversary so we decided to dust off the ole campervan and take off (sans kids) to Cornwall for the bank holiday weekend.

It was going to be Wales, but we plumped for Cornwall as it was half the driving time and we were feeling lazy. Thanks to cool camping for the incredible guide which we now find completely indispensable.

We stayed at Bay View Farm near Looe which gave us a beauuuuutiful view over Looe bay and St Georges little island from the camper. We stocked up on wine, food for the bbq and firewood and settled in with a cornish cream tea with local clotted cream, local jam and incrediblely soft and lovely scones (no raisins, phew).

We went mackrel fishing.
A bet was placed.
The one who catches the most mackrel buys the other a pint.

I landed the first fish onboard but it got away... (honestly, it was a beast). I then caught 3 on 1 line, then another 3... G hadn't caught a thing and I was feeling very smug... but then... Nothing. He started catching them left right and centre and I was getting cold and bored.

End result:
K = 7 mackrel (yes, I did include 'the one that got away')
G - 11 mackrel (yes, he got his winning beer)

We popped back to the van and G filleted them (I did one, my first ever filleting experience). We cooked em up on a hot barbie and they were delicious. Fresh as, well, fish.

On the way back (after a quick look into a national trust house, purely to justify the membership fee) we rocked up at Dougies and went for a pint and a pub lunch. We love Dougie.

All in all, a lovely lovely weekend.
Topped off by about 4 or 5 loads of washing. Nice.

Endless lego fun

Amber had her friend Emma over to stay the other weekend.
They were really quiet, so I took a peek in the bedroom and found a little lego world.

They've had this Lego for absolutely years and years.
I love that they still play with it after all this time.

I also love that they put a blanket down before tipping it all over the floor.
Clever little lady.