Holiday musing..............1

There is a steady pattering sound on the roof, streaks have formed on the windows and the distant views have been veiled in grey. Sheep huddle against walls and there is no bird song.

Wintry rain can be very suppressing - if you let it....... 

A good antidote to such weather is a noisy game. 

Jenga! 

The tension, the giggles, 

the teetering and the tottering. 

The tactical subtraction of a key piece 

then the bated breath anticipation of the fall 

and when the rickety tower reaches the point of no return - 

the subsequent crashing and shrieking of laughter or howls of defeat.

Excellent!

And noisy.

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Thank you every one who sent birthday wishes to Eldest, he was quite touched and quietly pleased.  

I am proud of him, as is his Dad, for he has grown into a gentle (unless you are speaking to his lil brov) thoughtful person with a quick humour and a slow temper. He is loving and kind and occasionally (ok - more frequently) learning to be a teenage slob. He devours books and disregards food.  He wears a cheeky grin beneath a huge floppy fringe and wears the same clothes all week with pride           (sigh)

Well, must go now, there is knit and natter here tonight and I need to whizzzzz around with the vacuum cleaner,  speak soon xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx