A rather sudden change of plans has had me move back to Hampshire for the near future. Back in Winchester daaarrrling! Its actually very pretty because the weather is rather milder than up north and all the christmas lights are already going up. Soppy I know, but I quite like the winter feel.
Just a couple of weeks ago, two events which had me dressing completely out of my ordinary scruffbag attire were my Grandparents 50th wedding anniversary and my Uncle's British wedding reception (he was married in April in the Bahamas - a SUPERB way to spend a week). The anniversary was held at a very posh hotel in the New Forest and we were treated to a car museum, 5 types of jacuzzi, an exceptional meal and tiger suits.
The REAL Chitty Chitty Bang Bang |
There was a big James Bond display with all the cars and bikes and underwater torpedo things that he rode in and all that stuff. Mum and me mainly just liked the pictures... |
The happy 50 year married couple. |
This does not, I mean almost never, happen. Heels! |
Om nom nom nom.... |
The cutest, most heart-warming thing I have ever seen. Granny and Dandan in their anniversary gifts. Dandan even has his new boxers on the outside. |
Our second posh do was in a smart, riverside restaurant near Oxford and it goes without saying, my one posh outfit had to make a second appearance. It was lovely to see all my not-so-little-anymore cousins.
(Not entirely sure what's going on with all the different sizes and placements... downloading these pictures went a bit haywire!)
Lots of photos to share with my family. I feel like I haven't seen some of this lot for a long time... And from what I hear some of these small people are growing up to be serious ninjas! Ted was caught halfway up a drainpipe and is enjoying climbing EVERYTHING at the moment. Good going at the age of 6. Little legends in the making.
Now I am back in Hampshire, with the sad news that my Dad has prostate cancer and the next few months will be quite a trial for him. The last few weeks have been particularly busy as he was moving house! We now have ragged arms from the lifting of endless furniture and boxes and poor old Dad's head is rather shattered with the stress of it all. However, one packet of Rolo cookies and an AWESOME new James Bond film later, and we are settled in a nice new place, everything sorted and buzzing with the excitement of next years plans.........
Oooh, and rather relevant, what with my Dad's diagnosis, Ali Rose is growing a moustache for Movember and is raising money for Prostate Cancer UK so if anyone has any pennies spare then here's the page:
Goodbye Alex Hockin and good luck on your adventures round the world! |
I know you said it was for family (and Alex), but I read it anyway because we were a happy family in Lancaster, once upon a time!
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