Groovy hair!

Here is a picture of Poonch's personal take on the Mohican. Most of the hair he was born with has fallen out and this is the only little patch that remains.

Visiting our ancestors

Dad would have been 70 today if he had lived. I took Lou to visit his grandad's grave for the first time, along with Granny and Babba Roo. It was a clear, sunny day with a strong wind that took Lou's breath away. We also visited my brothers' and sister's grave and Mum's parents' ones too.

Christening Day

Yesterday Lou was baptised in Adare. We were blessed with beautiful weather and some lovely friends and relatives. Lou was awake throughout the ceremony and was very brave. He only cried very briefly, despite the fire-and-brimstone booming voice of Fr Moriarty and a torrent of water over his head.

We slightly over-catered, which isn't a bad thing. Lee made some lovely sandwiches and worked like a trojan to get the place ready.

Today I finally remembered to look up the internet about St Therese's relics. They are back in Ireland again for a few weeks. They will be stopping longer in each place, which I think means they aren't visiting so many places. The full itinerary is here, nowhere very close to us, but we must go, especially as Lou is named after her beloved Papa. He shares his birthday with the Little Flower herself.

Lá ‘le Pádraig

Today was a lovely bright sunny day. I went for a walk with the two lads and Roo kept spotting yellow flowers. We put them in Lou's hood and brought them home. Other welcome signs of Spring include a very relaxed hare (or wabbid, according to Roo) who we both saw walking right past the house without alerting Barkie's attention.

This little piggy...

...went to market to buy new shoes. It was our first time in Little Piggys in Dooradoyle and we will be back. The lady there clearly loves kiddies' shoes and was very knowledgable on the subject. Roo loved the toys and telly and hardly noticed he was getting new shoes until we were leaving and he wondered where his old ones had gone!

The horses return

We gave these guys some 'abbos' this evening. It was starting to get dark. I think they are the foals from last year, minus Bama.

Digger at work

We went outside today: me, Roo and number two. And digger. Here he is with the first spring shoots appearing next to him.

Harry the hare

Say hello to another little hare: Harry from the Harry & Toto cartoon on CBeebies. He even has a page on Facebook.

It's snowing!

Great splodgy clumps drifting past our windows. It's not sticking around on the ground near us, although there are white blankets visible on the hills of Ballingarry.

Fruit compote

My idea of heaven

Sitting dozing on the brown sofa with my two little boys asleep as the winter sun sparkles outside.

New Year's Eve

Still in hospital. All my results are back and seem to confirm what we'd originally thought. It looks like our baby will be born in the next day or two as they are keen to induce me. Here's a picture of what seem to be my constant companions here. They keep the foetal monitor in place on my tummy while it records the baby's heart rate. It is an extremely annoying machine cos according to what it does, the baby is either too sleepy (not enough activity) or too active (causing lack of contact and a blank trace). Until you get a satisfactory trace, you could be stuck to the machine for hours. I have one done twice a day. So far they show a happy active baby, which is the important thing.

This photo was taken during a walk along the Shannon with Lee. I had absconded from hospital again. I thought it was funny as it seems as though the swans are joining in the January sales fever, although like a lot of people at the moment, they don't seem to have bought much.

Winter sun

Well here is another picture of a tree. Quite different from the last one. I can see this one from my window here in the hospital. I'm standing next to it at the moment trying to absorb some of the winter's sunshine that we've been blessed with today. Some acrobatic birds are playing in the bushes. The baby and me are in for tests as i've been showing symptoms of a liver problem that can be very dangerous for the baby.

Tree

Wooly hat

I'll make mincemeat for ya

Bear and I made some mincemeat today. I checked all my books, but the recipes were so different that I decided to take a bit from them all and make my own! It does seem like the kind of thing you can make up as you go along and the flavour varies so much between ones you buy.

Yesterday for example, on our annual Christmas trip to Cork, we compared mince pies from Heaven’s Cake (who made our wedding cake) and the Alternative Bread Company in the English Market. As you should expect from a little pie that costs €1.50 (!) the Heaven’s mince pie was far superior: good (not soggy) pastry, mincemeat not too sweet, with a lovely cinnamony taste and an unusual crumble topping. Think I might try and recreate it.

Here’s the rundown.... on the off-chance that it turns out nicely and I can’t remember how much of anything I used! Thank you Darina, Nigella & Tamasin for your suggestions! Hee hee....

2 Bramley apples
1 tsp Orange blossom honey from the back of the cupboard (so I could use the jar for the mincemeat)
125g dark muscovado sugar
80 ml port
100g organic mixed peel
100g organic sultanas
125g currants
100g organic raisins
pinch of ginger, mace, ground nutmeg
1tsp or more cinnamon
zest & juice of 1 organic lemon
50g chopped blanched almonds
100g vegetable suet

First, I put the apples in the oven at 180ºC for about 45 minutes (we have a fan oven, so after about 20 minutes, I turned the heat down and cooked them for a bit less time). Then I dissolved the sugar and honey in the port over a low heat. Then, off the heat, added the mixed peel to try and soften it up a bit.
Then I put in the sultanas, currants and raisins and mixed them all together. Next I added the apples after allowing them to cool and taking the skins off.
Then I poured all the fruit from the saucepan into a big bowl and added the almonds and suet. Ta da!

So many projects, so little time left before Christmas

I am going to turn off the computer now as I keep finding lovely things to make, even though I haven't a clue where I will find the time, considering I already have a couple of works in progress that must be finished in time for Christmas.

Purl Bee have a beautiful scarf and adorable bird-shaped tree ornaments, while Made Marian has a gorgeous little Christmas tree.

It's pressie time... ho ho ho!

Green and gold and white... how did I manage to be so colour co-ordinated? And there's even a chance that it will get to its recipient in time for Christmas. Sheer fluke, probably aided by the angels!

I have a very high standard to try and match though. The friend it's intended for sends pressies that are almost too beautiful to open. This one doesn't come close to the lovely packages she sends.

Book binge!

I've been meaning to post for a while now about something lovely that happened last week. We had been asked to get two books for a client of Lee's as the author was signing them in town that day. A few days later, I gave them to the man who wanted them: one of them was for him as he had given his original copy to someone else to read. He had mentioned the book to Lee a couple of times and had asked me if I had read it. I have a lot of faith in my angels, but to be completely honest the book didn't really appeal to me.
I was curious though, as this man, an elderly bachelor farmer and traditional Catholic was so evangelical about it, but as money is short and we'd only just made a monster Christmas order with Amazon, I had a vague plan to get it in the library at some stage.
Later that same day, Wee and I were surprised to see the little man's car pull into our driveway (he usually parks across the road to check on his sheep). I was on the phone to Lee at the time and we both thought, 'he's probably going to give me the book!'. Sure enough, there it was, wrapped in Christmas paper with a card inside. Roo opened it: 'Boor' he said. So the angels made sure I got the book anyway.
A very sweet present from a gentle little man. I'm going to give him a hat for Christmas. He needs it, and a scarf too. But I wouldn't have them both made in time. Now I have finished the angels book, which I found so comforting and uplifting, I am going to send one to my kindred spirit on the other side of the world. The house has a couple of boxes full of fabulous books, courtesy of Amazon (and pretty steep delivery charges, but I s'pose it still works out much cheaper than buying from a real book shop). Most of them are Christmas presies for other people, but these ones aren't. This one (above) is for my little tummy angel, to help us work together to gently ease him/her into the world.And this cheekily titled one is for my inner domestic angel, to help me learn crochet. I could stay in bed all day reading them. Except I can't, obviously.

Yummmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I love Nigella, so yippee, here are some of her Christmas recipes from her new book, as published in You magazine. It looks like some of the recipes are recycled from her earlier books. I recognise (and have made) the cranberry sauce and gingerbread stuffing as I have used Feast as my constant Christmas cooking companion for the last few years.

The picture is of a piece of her sticky gingerbread which I must make again, especially since I bought some of Theresa's Gingerbread Marmalade at the Milk Market yesterday. She reckons it would be good drizzled over warm gingerbread, so in the interests of research.....

Crazy carrot

What a beautiful carrot! At first I thought it was two carrots entwined around each other. But then I realised it was one carrot that had split in two. I think they do this when they meet a stone or something as they grow downwards, but the way it has wrapped back around itself is enchanting.

The weather has been lovely here for a couple of days. (Well, my kind of lovely anyway- cold and sunny with clear blue skies.) Serious frost on the car in the mornings, icy roads and a hushed whiteness all around the fields.

Babycake update

Lee and I went in for my 32 week antenatal visit yesterday. Nothing too serious... all's well as far as we can tell with the Babycake. They seem to think my hernia shouldn't cause any bother at delivery and might go away after the birth. I'm very relieved, as I was worrying they might use it as an excuse to induce us or do a caesarean.
We had a scan from a rather unfriendly lady which didn't really show us anything. The Babycake was hiding his/her little face.
Afterwards we had a lovely lunch in Delish.
On a different note, I'm afraid my Ebay habit has resurfaced.

Tinsel

Digga!

Digga was at work today, which explains why we couldn't find him when we left the house this morning.

I suppose I would...;-)

Here's a picture of the Babycake's cardi, a work in progress. I’m using Debbie Bliss Cashmerino DK, a blend of 55% merino wool, 33% microfibre and 12% Cashmere. It’s lovely and soft and I hope, practical. The yarn label says it can be washed at 30º, although it’s a bit of a risk for something that so much time has gone into producing.
I started knitting it on the October Bank Holiday weekend, when we stayed in Castlegregory.

We don't know the baby's sex yet so I picked a neutral colour. By the way, the most likely names at this stage are Toiréasa, Tess for short or Criostóir. Lee must read the Baby Names book though. He broke two ribs last week so he needs to take it easy.... but isn't.

I might have a hernia, I'm not sure. It depends on whether you can believe someone who tells you that Listeria is a virus.

All Hallow's Eve

I heard this song on the radio this morning, so for the day that's in it, I thought I'd put a link to Haunted. It was out when we were in college, 1995.

Birthday cake:-)

This is the passion fruit Victoria sponge I made for the love of my life! And you can also see the Babycake!

this is an upside-down view of Lee's birthday Shepherd's pie.

Tinsel ...or Billy?

Here's one of the donkeys we met at the Donkey Sanctuary in Liscarroll a couple of weeks ago. It was a lovely sunny day and we enjoyed walking along the paths in a very well organised place. There were signs up telling people not to feed the donkeys, but they should have warned us about the cheeky dog who jumped onto our picnic bench when our backs were turned and scoffed our lunch!

We may or may not have met Billy the donkey from Ballinahinch too. Who knows? He wasn't giving anything away.

Today is World Food Day according to an email I got from Trocaire. The picture shows one week's food, which costs this family in Kenya 2 and a half times their income, so they have to borrow to pay for it. Maybe Brian Lenihan's Budget doesn't look so bad now...

Babycake update: I went to the hospital for my 26 week check this morning- blood pressure etc ok, thank God and there maybe some good news on the Homebirth front. Babba Roo and I were looked after by Breda again.

And yesterday I put the last button on the long saga that was Wee's cardie. Here it is being modelled by the little man himself.

Yesterday, Gran came to the pool with us. I think she enjoyed it although she had been a bit apprehensive. We met another pregnant mum there with her 14 month old little boy, who had that worried look on his face that Roo used to have. The water was a bit colder than usual, but Roo is so comfortable there now that it didn't seem to bother him at all.

Nearly finished Roo's cardie

It's a pity I didn't look at this tutorial about sewing on a button before I started putting them onto Roo's cardie. I've been making it up as I go along. I wonder how long they'll last? Hee hee! The site is called Purl Bee and it could either inspire you or make you feel completely inadequate depending on which mood you were in at the time.

Swimming update

Roo asked to put the swimming cap on today! ..which I think is another indication of how comfortable he is at the pool now. We did quite a few wheeeees around the pool: that's where I support him and we walk around the deep end of the pool. He even did some little leg strokes while holding onto the wall in the children's pool. Next week we're hoping to bring Granny along too!

In which Babba Roo gets his hair wet...

We're back from the pool again. Wee really likes it now. He was getting all excited in the changing room.

Today's progress report contains the thrilling news that Roo got his hair wet!! Just the ends but it's a start. He still doesn't like the shower, but will just about tolerate it when it's at an almost imperceptible trickle. We did some kicky leggys while sitting on the steps and a bit more supported floating. He was really tired afterwards and is now having a snooze to get his energy back for the afternoon.

Thrifty or scabby?

I know a little boy who's 6 today and here's the card I sent him. I made it myself. Partly because I thought all the cards in the shops were a bit babyish for him and partly because I'm not very flush at the moment. There is a recession on you know, as Dad would say. Anyway, I hope the recipient's parents don't think I'm too scabby. I don't think the little boy himself will really be that bothered. And he can re-use the stickers if he wants! (Personally, I LOVE homemade cards and am always happy to receive one.) Not that that's a hint or anything...

Looking ahead and keeping abreast ....!

Just discovered this new site: it's an Irish breastfeeding site trying to change this country's irritating attitude to BF. I'm proud to say I breastfed Babba-Roo until he was 15 months old and I'm looking forward to doing at least the same with Babycake number 2, please God.

It's a new site, so it's still under construction. I will have to check back to read how to prepare toddlers for feeding your new baby.

Happy Feast day!

Today is St Therese's feast day. It's raining again today here, but I bet it's lovely where she is.

On the subject of the Babycake, I found this little piece on Rollercoaster.ie. It's quite cute. BC is very bouncy and active inside my tummy at this stage. He/she can hear very well now, so I've been playing Ella Fitzgerald, although heavy drum beats seem to go down better with BC.

Splash!

Roo and I went swimming today. We joined the gym just before his 2nd birthday, so now we can go to the pool whenever we like, during off peak hours. Today was the first time he didn't get nervous and cry before we went in. Probably because we were there last week and he enjoyed it. They have a lovely children's pool that he can walk about in and he loves playing with the floats and toy animals. It's nice and warm there too, so that helps. At the moment our aim is to get him to enjoy the water, rather than try to teach him things. He still resolutely refuses to get his hair wet, but we made progress today when we moved out to the adult's part of the pool. There are lots of graduated steps which he likes to walk on and in one section there's a jacuzzi-type thing (middle right in the picture) that has a really useful seat/step which he can stand on and then I briefly lift him into the deeper water.

It was such a horrible day outside, but the pool offered a lovely respite from the wind and rain. (Yes, it's back again!)

Today is the anniversary of St Therese's death. Her feast day is tomorrow.

Blog this

Here's a close-up of my new lace edging. I took the photo on Lee's new mobile, which has a more direct link to blogger.com.

mobile blog

Still messing about with phones. This is just a check to see if my own phone can still send posts. It's a picture of my new knitting job next to what it should look like.

Farmer Roo digging the spuds

And here's one of the carrots:

The weather has been lovely here for the last six days. We've been enjoying very welcome sunshine with a cold snap in the air (which i love) that has gradually decreased as the days have gone on. Partly because the weather had been so awful, I'd kind of given up on the garden. Lettuce, courgettes and tomatoes had all been a bit disastrous... but our potatoes and carrots have been brilliant! We started harvesting the spuds after an attack of blight about 6 weeks ago and they are delicious. They are floury and work well boiled, roasted or as chips. I can't remember what variety they are- must check it up.


Babba-roo has been capitalising on the weather by spending most of the day outside with his 'little red tractor', which he inherited from his cousins and adores. There is a little trailer on the back that he likes to put dirt, flowerpots and stones into. Just now we were picking some carrots for Granny's tea later on. We delivered them by tractor to the back door and I had to be very careful about taking them out as he's a bit possessive of things that go into the trailer. Well he's really got into farmer-mode because I just spotted him with another carrot in the trailer of his digga which he must have pulled up himself!

My Introduction to Beekeeping

Removing the wax from the frame. The frame is resting on a nail in the short plank of wood, which is held over the collecting bucket.

Here's a closer look:

Next to this bucket is the ?extracting drum.
Here is a better picture of it: