Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Thomas the Tank Engine First Day Covers

If any of you have Thomas mad little boys, here is a nice little gift idea to arrive through the letterbox one morning. Royal Mail are issuing a series of Thomas the Tank Engine stamps celebrating the 100th anniversary of the birth of Rev. W. Awdry. Reverend Wilfred Awdry came up with the first Thomas train stories to entertain his 2 year old son Christopher whilst ill with measles. The first book ‘The Three Railway Engines’ was subsequently published in 1945.

There are two sets, one of the familiar TV engines for £6.07 and a minature set of original illustrations from the books for £3.96. They also ship overseas. (There is a lovely presentation pack too, the images online don’t really do them justice.

First day covers are only available until the 14th June, so get your buffers busting.


© Royal Mail

Tuesday, 7 June 2011

A boost...

Erbie needs a booster seat, although I’d love a Tripp Trapp, we already have more chairs than our little flat really needs. This one from Fred and Friends is rather fun although I’m not sure there is a supplier in the UK perhaps I could improvise with the real thing and a cushion?

Thanks for your comments, they too were a boost.

BOOST

need a lift?

When Junior needs a little boost at the table, just reach for the Yellow Pages.
Our version is made from light-weight, soft, durable, washable, form-fitting foam.
Kids from age 3 will happily rise to the occasion.

©2006 FRED


Friday, 27 May 2011

I am lost.


I'll be back when I’m found.
xx

Monday, 21 March 2011

Miss out of fashion

I tumbled across and ridiculously desired this frock which hammers home and clocks round the head my desire for Spring to be fully sprung. For me a hankering after full-length virginal white numbers, which appear to be nothing more than 2 pieces of strategically elasticated material (you could make that yourself as my mother would have said) demonstrate a serious neglect of fashion over the winter months on my part. Time to get back out there girl.

© Anthropologie March 2011

Only £158 quid m’lord available here.

Dear fashion police: My last two clothing purchases have been a vintage waxed Barbour jacket and black shiny rubber riding boots - [eh gads girl, you only moved a couple of postcodes].

Saturday, 12 March 2011

Window boxes





It is nice to have a little bit of Spring in the window boxes. The Grandad gave me a large box of pot luck bulbs, mainly crocus and they all came up - I could harvest my own saffron!

Thursday, 3 March 2011

Bag envy

I’m loving this Alexander McQueen Faithful De Manta poppy clutch, just what I need to put a Spring in my step and only £295 from Selfridges – we can all dream!

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Rainy Wet Playtime


On yet another grey day stuck indoors with Erbie we took up some time by making cutouts, taking our inspiration from Joëlle Jolivet’s picture book: ‘Almost Everthing’. The vehicle spread is Erbie’s favourite so I copied some out badly onto plain paper. Erbie then helped colour them in and we got a grown up to help cut them out!

Erbie discovered they stuck rather well to the condensation on the windows.




Moomin and Sniff snuck in there too...

Monday, 14 February 2011

LOVE

Just wanted to share with you how much of a mug I am this Valentines Day. And to say: ‘big love to you all’. Things have been really tough – but Spring is on the way...

Available on the high street at Marks and Spencers for a fiver or online here.

I fell in love with the mug online and couldn’t believe it was from good old M&S. In the same line: ‘Circus Type’, there are tea-towels and tins - (cake and biscuit), which having seen first hand, I have to say are rather flimsey and not something I would recommend, however I cannot fault the mugs or teatowels. LOVE- LY.

Happy Valentines!
xx




Thursday, 3 February 2011

Freedom

At last a dairy free dessert that gets close to icecream.

During the Summer I was tinkering with various ways to make an icecream-like dessert for Erbie, I got as far as frozen soya milk and vanilla essence lollies, which were palatable but more ice lolly than cream. Now I find that a young lady with a similar desire has already done all the hard work and got picked up by Dragons Den no less.

Kirsty Henshaw from Preston established Worthenshaws in 2009 which has now been repackaged as Freedom and her vanilla, strawberry or chocolate icecreamlike confection should be on the shelves in the UK’s supermarkets as we speak sweetie.

See: www.worthenshaws-freedom.co.uk where they also have good information on allergies

The amazing ballooning baby.

We had confirmation that Erbie is still allergic to milk or more specifically casein (milk protein) when his whole face swelled up last week – the cause an innocuous Chupa Chups lolly.

He has had Chupa Chups lollies before but I’m usually very vigilant and only allow the fruit flavoured ones. This time he insisted on vanilla – no milk in vanilla, right, I searched the ingredients and could only find vanilla flavour, so thought it would be okay. Half way through the lolly and halfway round Sainsbury’s he gave the lolly back (they do seem to know if something is wrong) and I noticed the tell tale hives all around his mouth. I finished the lolly, wiped him down and we hurried home, the hives disappeared and I thought nothing more about it.


The Spanish Chupa Chups logo designed by none other than Salvador Dali in 1969

Twenty minutes later his nose started streaming and the left side of his face started to swell up. His sinuses became so inflamed he looked like he’d done four rounds in the ring with Tyson. I gave him a dose of liquid Piriton (an off the shelf antihistamine) and whisked him out of the door as his top lip began to lose all definition.

Thankfully there is an A&E 10 minutes up the road, he fell asleep on the way. I kept telling myself he was fine, he’d just fallen asleep because it was nap time and the Piriton would have knocked him out, but I couldn’t stop the nagging doubt. His little fist gripped onto my finger so tightly, I had visions of the girl I’d seen having an asthma attack in class back in secondary school who went into seizure as the carried her out of the classroom, her left hand in rigour. I called his name over and over as I ran across the main road to the hospital.

Being English I waited in an orderly fashion at the reception desk as a vaguely familiar looking actor off the telly and his toddler with a gash to the forehead gave their details before me. We were all then ushered through to the children’s waiting area. Erbie was still out cold on my shoulder, another child with a similar gash to the head was playing noisily in the corner. After what must have been another twenty minutes Erbie woke up, his voice was croaky and his face was still swollen but he was back.

A friendly nurse took his temperature and heart rate then checked his body for a rash, all thankfully normal and as I had already given him Piriton there was nothing they could do accept keep him there for surveillance. He got given a bed in a room with kids TV and I begged a clean nappy and directions to the café.

After 3 hours the swelling had started to subside, he got checked over by a doctor and we left just as toddler nap time was coming to an end and the waiting room in conjunction was starting to fill up.

I was informed there may be secondary reaction 12 hours later but not to worry he was probably fine and thankfully he was.

NB: Casein is used as a carrier protein in certain vaccinations, if it is injected directly into the blood stream of a 3 month old baby with a higher levels of antibodies than a non breastfed baby it may be probable that the body will form an immune response to the protein along with the disease being vaccinated against. Most toddlers grow out of milk protein allergy by the time they are 5 or 6.

Other nonsense

Quote of the day

‘They tuck you up your mum and dad...’
Anon - after Larkin

“Philately will get you everywhere”
WEM

“It’s not the despair, I can handle the despair. 
It’s the hope I can’t deal with”
Clockwise

“Each new friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
Anais Nin

‘Come on Dover move your bloomin’ arse’.
Eliza Doolittle