Jaqui's Daily Blog

Tuesday 18th December

Mr B and I are setting off on our Jolly Pre-Christmas Jaunt to Good Old London Town this morning.


As I write, the sun is shining - but we have been promised pouring rain and high winds for our river cruise and ride on the London Eye tomorrow. It's a long shot but if any of you have any influence on the weather...


We will not be deterred. We will keep calm and sparkle. It's our Jolly Jaunt and we will enjoy it. The Bulldog spirit, it's called. Mr B and I have a lot of it...


I only have time, therefore, to provide you with a very quick update on my life and times. Thank you to those of you who proffered advice on how to persuade my old friend, the Jones sewing machine, into working order. Especially Pip and Sue. The advice was sound but I fear the problem may be that the shuttles are not the original ones and simply don't fit. Maybe in the dim and distant past, this was the reason why Mrs Jones found herself stowed away at the back of the understairs cupboard? I doubtless only kept her for sentimental reasons. Maybe I should buy a new sewing machine in the New Year? Preferably one that isn't more than a hundred years old, with or without Queen Alexandra's approval...


Thanks, also, to Eleanor, who has offered to loan me the DVD of Madagascar so that I can study up on all the characters before our up-and-coming visit to Wales and so impress my Little Welsh Boys with my knowledge and understanding of All Things Madagascar. I will certainly take up the offer but I doubt I'll find time to watch the DVD before we set off for the M4 and beyond.  I shall have to rely on my boys to instruct me in the basics. Fortunately, "Teaching Nanna" is a favourite game among all my grandchildren. The things they've taught me! (I think I'll save that thought for another blog one day!)


The Christmas tree, as you know, is "up" but without any lights. It looks very green and rather charming and might possibly start a new trend. Or, more likely, not. The entire living room is littered with half-knitted, half-sewn, half-packed presents. Nothing appears to have been finished. It is the story of my Christmas preparations. I have promised too much, if only to myself, and now I am running out of days. Days, that is, when I'm not otherwise occupied on Jolly Jaunt Activity.


Ah, the Jolly Jaunt! As I said before, let's keep calm and sparkle (unlike our Christmas tree.) There will be no Daily Blog tomorrow but you can look forward to a Two-Days-In-One Superblog on Thursday when we return from jolly jaunting.


Argghh! Why did I say that?! Promises, promises....

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28.12 | 07:41

This wonderful blog has summed up the true meaning of A Christmas Day. Once the dread of a restricted day had sunk in, other ways were invented. Thank you

22.12 | 09:20

So sorry to hear that Brian is in hospital. It would be bad at any time but at present....... It must be true agony for you. You'll both be in my thoughts. xx

22.08 | 02:02


I'll be able to help you with information on the usher's as Thomas Henry Usher is my aunt's ancestor as well can you please email me so we can talk

22.08 | 02:00

Hi Karen,

I thought I would try again to see if I can get a response from you again please email me so we can talk further. My email is: lol-emma@live.com.au

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