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Oh I do like to be beside the seaside…


After the previous week and all it’s dramas Boofuls and I needed a few days by the seaside, beside the sea.

In a rare moment of forethought we’d already booked a caravan in Paignton so once all our guests had left we headed of down south for a few days of relaxation. It’s a shame Douggie was still so poorly, he really could have done without a six hour journey but we stopped to give him plenty of breaks and to be honest I think he just needed to sleep.

Now, when I say a few days of relaxation I mean that that was the plan. It took four days for us to remember how to be on holiday. We were suddenly free to do whatever we wanted but somehow couldn’t work out how to do it. We’d make plans which never came to fruition as we kept going off half cocked and messing it all up. Once my eyeballs had stopped rolling round in my head and I calmed down enough not to snap at the slightest provocation and Boofuls recovered his equilibrium we actually had a really nice time.

Douggie didn’t help matters much. We’d just settled down on our second evening there with a nice bottle of wine, courtesy of one of the party guests, to watch my favourite ever film, Strictly Ballroom, when Douggie had a fit.

Honestly, we must have been bad buggers in a previous life because we are bloody well paying for it now. My Mum used to have a saying that really niggled me. Every time something went wrong she’d take it personally and her favourite saying was , “Well that’s another kick in the teeth.” Last week I totally related to that phrase. We really did feel like we’d had a good kicking. Douggie having a fit was the final straw. There was tears and snot everywhere, even normally calm Boofuls was beside himself. We ended the day silent and upset.

The next morning we had a meeting with the bank manager about our proposed move to Devon. See, told you we didn’t know how to be on holiday, we were still in our business heads while we were there. Anyway, As you can imagine there was a fair amount of trepidation, particularly as we were both feeling like the universe was conspiring against us. We both feared the worst.

The meeting went better than I could ever have dreamed possible. After we left the meeting we took a phone call and got some more excellent news. Could have……whisper it…..finally turned a corner? It actually feels like we may have.

Boofuls and I celebrated that night, raising our glasses and drinking a toast to corners. Here’s hoping.

Douggie the doggie’s health continued to improve, maybe it had something to do with the sea air. He was able to summon up enough energy for a rampage round on the beach and then he’d have to sleep for a few hours to get ready for the next adventure. You’ll be glad to know he’s completely back to his old self now.Here are a few of our holiday snaps:

Oh yes!!! Quick update courtesy of Annabelle who jogged my memory. On the day of Boofuls’ party we also had viewers for the house! I had to make it all look like a show home as well as everything else. No pressure!!

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A snapshot of this week


It’s been a busy old week one way and another. Here’s a snapshot of it.

Batty and I did a photo shoot in the woods. Actually, it was a pre shoot  for a bigger production pre-raphaelite shoot we’re planning. Ain’t she gorgeous?

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While I was blog surfing the other day I came was reading Little Dogs Laughed and there was a BRLLIANT double exposure photograph of her dog. I liked it so much I had to have a go myself, so I found myself an app and got busy. Go and take a look at her blog, it’s a really good read.  Here’s my first double exposure attempt;
10012806_10152319627451206_3359902881674357528_oAnd here’s the second:

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Heh, I like it!

The next task was to take on old and manky table:

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Jet wash it and con one of your grandchildren into putting a coat of undercoat on it

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as well as on the garden chairs

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Apply a coat of paint and Bob’s yer uncle: new garden furniture!

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You can see I went for a low key approach it it.

While I was doing that Boofuls was entertaining our guests

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Munki won the Easter bonnet competition at school

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We went to St Anne’s for a ride out. There were some chaps on the beach flying kites.

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Boofuls fancied a bit of scone on his butter. I wonder why he’s put weight on?

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I took a photo of our house from a walk I was on with Douggie. What do you mean you can’t see the house, it’s right in front of you.

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On Thursday lashes, Batty, Dangerous and Munki came round for a bit of fun in the studio. You might be thinking what a mess. We were thinking Jackson Pollock haha.

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It turns out that Dangerous is a brilliant model. Even covered in paint she’s fabulous.

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Mind you, Munki wasn’t half bad for a five year old.

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I love my girls!

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Douggie wasn’t getting enough attention so he sulked.

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Pity he sulked in a splodge of wet paint, he spent the rest of the day with a pink and purple tail.

Every cloud has a silver lining – and all that


We’re all back at home now after our jaunt to south Devon for brother in law’s funeral.

So. Where’s this ‘ere silver lining then?

I’ll tell you, dear reader. Right after I tell you that I’ll be back on track with the zero to hero challenge tomorrow. I haven’t given up on it. Call it more of an interlude.

Boofuls, me, The Rev, Lashes and Len all travelled down to Devon.  As sad as it was, I was thrilled that the kids wanted to come with us.  I don’t get to spend nearly enough time with them. Silver lining number one. Big N stayed home to look after Douggie.

We arrived at our hotel, the very hotel that inspired Fawlty Towers. I was so excited to be staying at the actual Fawlty Towers.

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It’s actually called the Hotel Gleneagles.

It wasn’t the  Fawlty Towers, Watery Fowls, Flowery Tw*ts, Flay Otters, Farty Towels or any other version of the name that I laughed at as a teenager till my stomach ached and the tears poured down my face.  I was expecting to see the building in the photos above but instead we found a very modern building and well run establishment. It was luv-er-ly. Silver lining number two.

After our long journey we went to a pub that Boofuls and I found on our last trip. The food was amazing and we thought it would be a nice treat after a long, hard journey. Before we set off, Lashes and I went to get our nails done at a local nail bar so we’d look our best for the funeral. I’m not going to count that as a silver lining because they did Lashes’ nails wrong and had to do them all again. It wasn’t so much a treat as an endurance test in the end. By the time we got out of there we were all starving to death and ready eat chunks  of the car steering wheel.

We managed to hold off though till we got to the pub.

At the pub  it was clear that there was only one member of staff on duty and a pub full of diners. The poor waitresses face when we walked in was a picture. There wasn’t a table for five so she put us in the conservatory.

Oh. Dear. Lord. I’m not saying it was cold but we could see our own breath!

Despite all that we had a brilliant meal and the wine flowed. Oh how the wine flowed. The more it flowed the sillier we got. After we’d  got back to the hotel, Lashes and I did a little re-enactment play of my bedroom carpet incident. I played myself and Lashes played the paint. It was just hilarious. Mind you, at that point most things were hilarious.  I think the bar man enjoyed our little play. Silver lining number three.

On the morning of the funeral I went to get my hair done at a local salon which was just brilliant. I know where to go now when we’re in Devon in future. I left there feeling marvellous and, amazingly, hangover free. Silver lining number four. Unlike poor Len who was more than a little ill. In fact everyone else took themselves back to bed for a couple of hours. I took myself off for a nice long walk along the coast. Silver lining number five.

Just look at this little chap who came to say hello to me on my walk. Isn’t he just gorgeous?

Nosy robin
Nosy robin

here are a few other photographs, all taken on my phone, from the trip.

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If you’re really clever you’ll notice that this next photo is the same rock but photographed from a distance. From my hotel bedroom window. Not a bad view, eh?

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Anstey’s cove

When lashes and Len were having a sleep me, Boofuls and The Rev had a ride out to Brixham to see the golden Hind. Silver lining number six.

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While we were there I saw this just crying out to be photographed. Any guesses as to what it is?

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Over the course of that couple of days  we met family that we’d never really met before, certainly The Rev, Lashes and Len met lots of new people and they all got on really well. We all have lots of new Facebook friends now and are al busily sharing photos, jokes and chatting away madly trying to catch up on the lost years. Silver lining number seven.

So there we are. All in all although the reason for our trip was terrible, there is a silver lining to be found on every cloud, there may even be more than one if you look really closely.