After extolling how quiet my 21 year old son is when he returns from his bar job in the small hours of morning he decided that making quesadillas at 5am was quite the norm and indeed a very quiet act. I can tell you it isn't! Every cupboard door opening, chopping ingredients on the chopping board, getting a frying pan out from all the other pans sounded like war zone. Why he also had to go up and down the stairs several times during the process I have no idea but he clearly used the squeaky stairs he told me he always avoids stepping on so as not wake me up.
Needless to say a mum style Banshee joined in this cacophony of sound where upon I was told I was making to much noise as I hissed through my teeth Go to bed!
It was night back from holiday, and across the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse... Except my son! My arse!
There I was wandering around M&S of a Friday teatime looking for treats ( it had to be done.) Taking a basket rather than a trolley to stop all those goodies jumping into my shopping cart I had already got my Dine in for £10, even though I had dinner sorted, pizza x3 for the ever hungry young adults when I sipied the old Walnut Whip. Chocolate is a must of a Friday evening and these are old favourites. But. Oh walnut whip what happened to you? They are smaller than before I am sure. The chocolate is definitely thinner and the walnut on top is the only nut you are going to get. This isn't the classic I remember. I'm sure if tried the sour apples they wouldn't be sour, black jacks would not stain your tongue to the same depth of colour, space dust wouldn't crackle quite as loud and Hubba Bubba's bubble wouldn't blow quite so big.
There was a holiday. A blooming amazing one that I won, but more about that in other posts. The thing is there is a sour taste in my mouth from the final hotel. 4 nights we spent there. Breakfast included with everything to else to pay for. We ventured out for our food and drinks preferring to mix with the locals. $10 for a beach parasol and tips on the breakfast as all we spent there so we knew it was a cheap do. Until we got to check out. Nearly $500 had been charged to my room, signature forged and so on. A classic case of fraud by hotel member of staff. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! Don't worry, said the hotel after insisting I must have bought cheap gold jewellery from their overpriced store full of tat, we will do a full investigation and no charges will be applied until the outcome.Can you just stand in front of this security camera like a criminal to help u sin our investigation, they continued.
The charges went on the next day. It's taken over 3 weeks to realise it wasn't me and now I'm still waiting for refund. Here's the thing though. They've offered a refund for the wrongly charged purchases only. I'm stating that they should refund the credit card charges too as they're a direct result of charging when they said they would wait til post investigation. What would you do?
Oh and they had hair dryers with the shortest electrical lead ever which you could only use in the bathroom ( electricity in the bathroom !)
Today is egg rolling day. An event handed down from mother it has been going now for .... many a decade. There was a brief dry period when we lost our urge to throw hard boiled eggs down a hill. Then it came back, revisited, reinvented like new series Dr Who, Sherlock or Poldark. It's competitive, there are rules, there's a trophy, sometimes a luge. Like the Olympic Games of London 2012 or Tour De France grand depart 2014 it is as much around the build up, the food, the themed decoration, the entertainment as it is about lifting the trophy ( yes there is a trophy) above ones head.
Will it be longest reigning champion She-ra back from uni to claim her title? Or will my sisters family, always a bridesmaid never a bride, finally get the sticky chocolatey fingers on the prized silverware. My guess it will be a close call this year. With 14 participants it's a full house, 2 huge joints of meat, a lot of bubbly, easter bunny on stand by and bunny napkins. Bring on the Egg Roll!