Putting all yer eggs in one basket/glass bowl?

Here's a shot of our son's collection of eggs, snatched from beneath the chickens before even touching the straw beneath them. How amazing to wake up at Grandma's Stables and collect fresh eggs for breakfast and deliver the rest to Great Grandma's for her to bake a lovely W.I sponge of some description. Lucky boy, lucky us. x

Up, up and away.....

Last weekend saw the annual 'Steam Fair' on Portland, Dorset. Luckily for us, Daniels' mum, Sue, owns one of the fields that was being used for helicopter rides. Daniel, the kids and Grandad all had a free ride over the island, mind you it was only for about three minutes!

Here's Uncle Alan's vintage truck.

The art of Gurning.

A gurn is a distorted facial expression and a verb to describe the action. A typical gurn might involve projecting the lower jaw as far forward and up as possible, and covering the upper lip with the lower lip.

My blog has been inspired by my brothers amazing blog, visit his diary for Happenings & Tales.

Holiday Park Entertainment

A long time ago, an act of no particular descrpition performed on a Monday night in a very old fashioned campsite. Known only as Todd and his Sister they entertained about 10 people with their covers of popular hits. One evening an audience of mostly children asked a few questions as they set up the equipment...."Do you know any Shania Twain?" "No" "Do you know any Spice Girls?" "Nope" "Do you do any dancing?" "Er, No" finally a glum looking kid asked in a northern voice "Are you a magician?" "Um, No". Todd and his Sister were not asked back the following year.

The Bride of Chucky

Here is a picture of my beautiful little girl....

Famously Fresh...

Since opening our Ice Cream Parlour this Easter, Mr.B's has taken Hayle by storm. Our family business consists of my Mum & Dad, my brother & Laura, and myself & Daniel (my partner). With over 50 flavours we've worked on and refined to pure delight, we are preparing ourselves for the summer season, not knowing what it may bring. I've since discovered two things that are worrying my slightly.....My Mum told us she doesn't really like ice cream and my Dad doesn't really like the public. Tricky eh?

Say hello & wave goodbye

Alas the Toyota Townace Super Extra has gone...
My car/van/bus with many superlatives within its title has been towed to the scrap yard.

It was a stormy February night when I drove it back from Ding Dong and I was chuffed to bits, if a little hot from the heating being up full whack, and not being able to find the controls. My luck with this vehicle had been tainted from the start, just one day after purchasing the Townace, a lady reversed into the front and smashed the whole bonnet.

It wasn't long after that, possibly a fortnight when it started to over heat. But that's o.k I thought, I'll do as the Ebayer said and change the Thermostat, which worked for about another fortnight. Apparently, I've since learnt, a common problem with this make, leading to the head gasket splitting. Great.

I drove the kids to Portland, and it took us about eight hours, a journey that would usually take about four, all the way stopping and lifting up the front seat to let it let off steam! I risked the journey back. Well twenty minutes into the journey and I approached a very steep hill, I wouldn't have been to bothered had a very shiney new Mercedes not driven up my arse. Lets just say I got a third of the way up before the whole van filled with steam...I was then left to wait for four hours for a lift home, thanks to the RAC.

Had the exhaust not fallen off the week before our trip, I probably would have been swayed towards fixing it. 'Still' I thought to myself "someone may want it". Nope. "Perhaps I could sell it to Japanese Spares". Nope. "Well I can at least get the stereo out?" No, even that snapped in half.

So farewell you expensive waste of time and money, I loved you and hated you in just eight weeks. And with this lesson on motors learnt, I shall leave you with the wise words of my Dad.....'Buy cheap, buy twice'