Almost 27!

Can't believe on Tuesday I'll officially be in my late 20s. Or does that not come until 27.5? Or was I already at 26.6666? Can't I still stay mid for a while?

The past few weeks have been wicked busy, but fun! I've finished the theory side of my course and sat the exam (I find out how I did in a few weeks time), started the practical today which was immensely scary, ditched working again two weeks ago, got an interview for a hopefully nicer job next week, booked a small cheapy trip to a hostel in the mountains in a couple of months to try out my beautiful new snowboard wot I bought (yay! a pretty K2 which also donates some profits to Breast Cancer Care - good fuzzy feeling), saw Pink in concert (oh... wow...!) and watched my avocado trees grow another few inches! Although Armando lost his first four baby teeth recently, giving him only 5 leaves total, where Alonso has about 18 already! Can't believe they're brothers sometimes.

I'm also being chauffeur to my Mum at the mo, since she shattered her meniscus cartilage in her knee and needs keyhole surgery and a hoover. So we drove down to Canterbury (soooo pretty!) to visit big bro Ben and wifey Sandrine who were celebrating their 5th anniversary a year and a month early (while making the most of Sandrine's sabbatical from Melbourne Uni and visiting the family all over UK and France, and holding a party as close to where the two countries meet as poss!) They'd hired half a pub for the evening but we bumped into most of the family during the day already, just wandering around town. We found Anna, Ellie and Lydia in Canterbury Cathedral, immediately got the giggles and almost got chucked out by the serious man in the high-vis sash. Then we partied all night and spent the next morning and afternoon in nearby Whitstable, recovering on the beach with a picnic of cheese and wine and cake, mmmmm. It was also Sandrine's mum's 70th birthday so we had bubbly too! Apart from me (designated driver - made it up with extra cheese).

Some pics...

Me and bro Benji and his new(ish) dreadlocks! ... with his belle épouse ... The parents (Mum with silly pout, Maurice and Genevieve) outside Canterbury hostel (PS - what a breakfast!) ... Winner of the ugliest face competition ... Canterbury Cathedral gate ... the downstairs crypt of forbidden photography ... Solemn message of prayer left by my little minx of a cousin Lydia ... Sunset mode pays off at Whitstable harbour ... Boaty photie ... RANDOM EXTRA: 21 year old Heidi after her bath (hee hee!)

Yes even after selecting 'crap' mode on my camera this blog still doesn't want to accept any more photos.

Tomorrow, I will pop to the local pig / goose / goat farm where they build things and feed things and run educational things for kids and always want volunteers and I'm going to try and see if I can spend the next few weeks with them here and there in between fitness thingies and driving jobs and dentist appointments (there are boringly practical advantages to skiving as well).

Later!
xxxx

Halloween!

I love it!

Here are some photos.

We found ourselves a newly opened rock club, on the banks of the River Taff, heavily draped in cobwebs and other ghoulish things and full to the brim with cheesy Axls and aspiring Slashes, mostly dressed in a costume that would allow them a prop to play air guitar on. Scythes, swords and chunky axes. It was sooo much fun!

I was a witch doctor, complete with feathers in my hair, strings of teeth around my neck, wooden spoon / magical skull spear, chocolate eyeballs, and a papier mache bone thru nose which kept falling in my beer. Angharad was a little devil with glittery horns and tie, Dan and Paul made the greatest effort and bought last minute capes and horns for 97p in the local shop, to become her minions.

We giggled at everyone, ate lots of sweets they were giving away (the lollies were 'orrible and we decorated the little skull man instead) and drank some weak beers. I love Halloween!