Sunday, 16 July 2017

If this is Summer, why is my heating on?

Time has flown by so quickly since my last post. I always start each year with the best of intentions. Every recipe I make, I forget to post about it. Everywhere I go, I've been a bit apathetic lately about taking photographs. Every book I read, I haven't been putting down in my Goodreads challenge for 2017. There seems to be no ooomph about me of late. The whole nation seems deflated after elections and the terror attacks on our country. I need to pull my finger out. As does Summer.

The summer holidays are imminent, and we have no plans of note. Mr G is on the list for another shoulder operation, and he is down as urgent. His specialist said that her 'urgent' was a month, but the decision wasn't ultimately hers, and it could be the hospital's definition of 'urgent', which was up to three months. He is also (finally) seeing his Gastrointestinal surgeon in the middle of August. So it's just as well that we didn't book a holiday for our usual dates, as we would have been away for that appointment. We can't even book any camping in advance, in case he gets a date for surgery while we're away. All we can do, is sit and wait now, and make the best of things closer to home. And if we don't get to go away this Summer, then we'll see if we can book a nice week away near Christmas in Corwen or thereabouts, like we did last year. 

We do have a couple of things to look forward to. Some rugby for starters. After a fantastic home draw against second place Whitehaven last week at Queensway (anyone would have thought we'd won the game, how we were celebrating!), North Wales Crusaders are away at Coventry today (I'll be watching on the YouTube live stream!).

How we do away matches

The league then splits into two, so we'll know when the results are in where we are for the League 1 Shield, whether we get the home advantage or not. Cru last won this in 2013, and if we carry on playing as we have done so far this season, we should have a good crack at it! I can't wait to find out what the fixtures are, I'm getting a bit twitchy now, not knowing when I get my fix again and see our lovely rugby family. We've made some really good friends there in Wrexham, they've really welcomed us and made us feel at home. Sometimes I wish it was home, it would make the journey home easier, and the shops are better. And my new favourite chippy is there (The Caia Fryer, in case you're interested). But I digress.


Selfie!

Unfortunately, I'm going to have to curb my visits to the Wrexham Lager bar as I'm low carb-ing again, or rather, low carb, gluten free-ing again. You know I've got a problem with the stuff when the barman has already poured my pint as I'm walking up to the bar. Hundreds of people there, hundreds of customers, but no. It's my face that he remembers... *eyeroll* That stuff is lethal, I'm not usually a big lager fan, but I swear, I could drink that stuff all day long. And typically, now that I can't drink it, both our local Asda and Morrisons have started stocking it? Thanks for that. Ah well, there's always the summer barbecue. I might relent and have a couple of bottles then. If I'm not having bread, then I'm having beer. The plus side is that a low carb diet makes you a complete lightweight and an incredibly cheap date when it comes to having a drink. Two glasses of red wine and I'm anyone's lately. Well, not anyone's, but you know what I mean... 

We are meeting up with our friends from Norwich next weekend, which will be lovely, I can't believe they've nearly been married a year! A year since the Wedding on a Train! We have also got a mucky overnighter away from the children a week tomorrow, when Mr G and I go to watch Sister Act in Manchester! (Thanks M&A). Really looking forward to that and crossing something else off my 40 before 40 list. The in laws are also down next week for their summer visit.

Adam is going into his last week in Primary School. He's ready for Secondary School now. I've transferred my daughter from the local Secondary School, and she starts Ysgol Friars in Bangor in September, she has her look around the school on Tuesday. With hindsight now, I wish I had put all my children there from the start. There were enough red flags about how useless and inept the local Secondary was from when my eldest son attended. It's just getting worse and worse, and I hope that in time, all the children will end up in Friars, but it's ultimately their choice. It's their education, not mine, and if they're happy where they are, then it's not for me to move them.




In other news, my biggest kid and smallest kid went to Nantporth to see the Champions League trophies and have their photos taken.



We had a lovely day out here, had some lunch and took some gorgeous photographs. I'd never been to the Priory before.

Bangor (Garth) Pier taken from Anglesey

And we still spend an awful lot of time on here, Garth Pier. It's probably one of our favourite places in the world. We've decided that when we go, we're getting cremated and scattered over the Pier. And then whoever is left has to come and visit, with fish and chips. Just how we do in real life, like. You know how it is.

Mr G fangirling Brian Noble (with obligatory photobomber in between)

There's probably more. But that's all you're getting for now ;-) I'm off to sort out the WTF moments from my family for my next post. Mr G has been on FORM. That's all I'm saying.

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