Jaqui's Daily Blog

Hide and Squawk!

Yesterday, on my very first day in charge of my Little Welsh Boys, we ended up in A & E when James hurt his eye (Sam fell on top of him). It was not my proudest moment.

 

Fortunately (i) the doctor said no damage had been done, though James will have a “shiner” for a few days and (ii) the Children’s A & E department was stocked with so many toys that both boys (Sam had insisted on coming along to look after his brother) didn’t want to leave. We had a chat on the way back to the car about the lady doctor who had examined what James calls The Bad Eye – both boys were insistent that girls couldn’t be doctors. I soon put them right...

 

It was such a shame because we had been having such a fun day right up to the moment of the accident. Today, as you can imagine, I was super careful.  There was no way we were ending up in A & E again, however excellent their toy supply. I couldn’t face the shame...

 

A ring on the door bell this morning heralded the arrival on the doorstep of the post woman with a parcel addressed to the boys and their brother. Inside three of the cutest knitted owlets you have ever seen and a post card from their nimble-fingered creator, my lovely god-daughter, Pip.  The owlets, she explained, were looking for adventures – could the boys oblige?

 

They took their task very seriously. The owlets – now named Percy, Sarah and Arthur – came with us on our day out to Brooklands Park where they enjoyed a play in the park, a picnic, a ride round the lake on the Diddly Train, fun around the paddling pool and a pony ride.  What is more, they provided the inspiration for a great new game called “Hide and Squawk.”

 

Here is how to play “Hide and Squawk.”  (You may like to know that I have a critically important role to play, in that I am in charge of the camera. Otherwise I cannot claim any credit at all for this new game, which was totally Sam’s invention.) First, the boys find places to perch the owlets, while they hide (mostly) out of sight. I take a photo of the owlets. At which point the boys put in an appearance and I take another photo, this time of the boys with the owlets. I now have something like 30 “Hide and Squawk” photographs on my camera. Those owlets turned up just about everywhere.

 

Percy had the most exciting adventure by getting lost in the paddling pool enclosure and being handed in to “Lost Property”. I will leave you to imagine just how grateful I was when we found him and were able to reclaim him.  I’m not sure how I would have coped with the fall-out from such a loss. Obviously, if we were sensible we would not have taken them out with us in the first place – but Pip said they wanted to have adventures and the boys were determined to obey her instructions. 

 

They do look distinctly grubbier than when they arrived this morning and Sam wants to know if they can be washed. I shall have to consult their creator. Without the go-ahead, I don’t dare consign them to the washing machine (however great an adventure that would undoubtedly be for them.)

 

Tonight they are asleep with the boys, tucked up in their beds and dreaming of tomorrow’s adventures.

 

I’m thinking that tomorrow is our last day and we haven’t done half the things I had planned for their stay. Where has the time gone? How will we cram everything into our Last Day? Can we find time to make both Ready,Jelly Gos and Sparkling Rocket Cakes (you will find recipes for both on my Cook Book page)? What about our crabbing trip – after all we have bought a crab bucket and a fishing line, we can’t let them go to waste. We haven’t played Crazy Golf, or been on the Boat Train or visited Arundel Castle. So much to do, so little time...

 

There’s only one thing for it -  my Little Welsh Boys will have to come back again for another Worthing Seaside Holiday next summer.

 

The owlets will be welcome too.

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21.10 | 21:55

Beautiful and poignant blog Jaqui. Thanks for sharing your experience. Jan x

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15.10 | 16:23

I have just read your blog, I agree with every word, the memory of this day will be with me for ever xxxx

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03.10 | 20:50

Sewing is far more important than ironing!!!!!

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27.09 | 18:36

My oboe was a Howarth (and still is, but I haven't played it for 18 years...). It served me well right up to my spectacular failure of grade 8!

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