Africa

 

 

Some readers may have noticed that I always use the name of a song as the title for my blog posts.  This week is no different.  Africa is the song choice for this week … chosen by Son No1 as it’s a song he’s enjoying teaching himself to play on the piano.  It’s also highly applicable as it bears no relevance to anything that’s happened in GGHQ this week … it’s not been a bad week, not at all, but it’s probably best described in this way  …

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Early on in the week while we were out exploring we found these teeny, tiny frogs.  There were so many of them hopping about around our feet and we’re all hoping we made it home without reducing the frog population at all.  The boys managed to catch some and hold them, they were the smallest frogs I think I’ve ever seen.  Son No3 was keen to bring one home as a pet but, thankfully, he realised we don’t have a pond and couldn’t dig one quickly enough so the idea was abandoned … phew!

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The chickens have been on house (run) arrest this week as they were having routine worming treatment.  This meant that they weren’t allowed any treats which did not go down well.  We’ve all been grumbled at and told off by the girls and if we went near them we were pecked.  Thankfully tomorrow is the last day and Monday we’ll be back to normal.  Beryl the Peril however, whilst voicing her dis-satisfaction, has proved that a week without treats has done no harm and produced these two massive eggs for us … I can’t help but think it must hurt!

Garden wise everything is rumbling along nicely, the last of the leeks were planted and we used an improvised tub having run out of proper tubs to use and being too mean to buy any more.  We picked the last of our raspberries and Mr GG added them to some delicious wild raspberries picked by my parents to make some jam.  It is SO good!  We also harvested the peas … which is a fancy way for saying we got half a dozen and rather than going from farm to table it was more a case of farm to mouth!

Our simple living efforts continue and this week I tried semi-drying excess tomatoes we had left over from the veg box we got from a local farm.  Personally they’re not my taste, I prefer tomatoes fresh but Mr GG seems to think they’re delicious and I’ll admit they look nice in the jar. 


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Halfway through the week the Junior GGs mentioned the ‘bored’ word … I’m surprised that they’ve not yet learned how dangerous this word is to use.  I always find something for them to do, somethingIMG_1976 they’d probably not choose … this time I set them to stripping the walls in the living room.  Now, this wasn’t planned.  Not at all.  To be fair, the living room is crying out to be redecorated but decorating is just a bit bigger a job than we’d anticipated at the moment.  However, the boys took on the challenge and we’ve now got paperless walls.  I’d forgotten how much fun stripping walls is so I think Mr GG is hoping they don’t mention the ‘bored’ word again next week or we’ll start stripping the hall. 

IMG_1977I have finally dug out my knitting once again and set to making some more squares for a patchwork throw I’ve been working on for, at least, a couple of years.  It’ll probably never make it to ‘throw’ stage as, the squares are all different sizes and I hate the sewing part … I keep promising myself to start sewing a couple together each week but something more exciting always distracts me.  Nevermind though, I enjoy knitting and feel ridiculously proud of the different patterns that can be made.  I’ll never become so dedicated to simple living that I start knitting jumpers for the boys so they can rest easy on that score.  Little knitting projects are fine for me!  I just seem to have a problem with the finishing part!

So, all is happy in GGHQ, life doesn’t work out as we always anticipate it and we go off on random tangents from time to time but the kettle is always on and we love it when folks drop in for a cuppa … hint hint!

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Road to Nowhere

You know those days that start off with one thing planned and then end up flying off in a totally different direction?  Sometimes the diversion isn’t pleasant and sometimes it’s absolutely brilliant!  Well, Friday was one of those brilliant days.

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Fridays are usually kept free in GGHQ … they’re an opportunity to catch up with work that’s not been finished or to go out somewhere or just to chill.  It was another beautiful day so I thought I’d take advantage of our Historic Scotland membership and visit Cairnpapple Hill … enjoying time out in the fresh air along with learning a wee bit more of the history of our beautiful country.

All three boys and I piled into the Great Behemoth, set the sat nav and headed off arriving safely at Cairnpapple Hill with no wrong turns (not altogether usual for me). 

We sorted out the backpack with bottles of water and snacks, checked our shoes, tied hoodies round our waists in case it got chilly as we climbed … and turned round to see this …

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Nope!  Never!  Not on your life!  Are you wise? 

There is no danger I’m going anywhere that has a sign warning of a bull in the field.  It appears I wasn’t alone as Son No2 & Son No3 jumped back into the Great Behemoth and shut the doors.  I mean, it wasn’t as if it was an empty warning for at the top of the wooden steps we were about to start climbing was standing the most massive bull I have ever seen … or so I thought … as the bull lumbered forward a few steps we realised that, quite clearly, she was definitely not a he!  But anyway, Cairnpapple Hill may well be very interesting, have a lot of history and be somewhere we would have enjoyed visiting but it’s never going to happen!

Climbing back into the Great Behemoth I had a quick search to see what else was nearby and, most importantly, free.  We landed on Malleny Garden, a National Trust for Scotland property in Balerno, Edinburgh.  Setting the sat nav once more we took off flying along country roads (I’m sure I’d love being a rally driver) and landed safely at Malleny Garden.   

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 It was beautiful, peaceful and all four of us enjoyed spying different plants and trees.  We even found a pond with tadpoles in it (and even more importantly, my water magnetised son stayed dry!).   

It was a lovely way to end another good week here at GGHQ which included an afternoon out for Son No1 and I visiting another home educating family.  There is something special about time alone with one of my boys, sometimes it’s not so easy to arrange but we both enjoyed our time together as we travelled, chatting together, laughing about funny things, trying to find solutions to problems and, of course, listening to music.  The afternoon was great in so many ways … I benefited so much from talking with another HE mum who has years of HE experience … we compared notes and talked about things that worked and things that didn’t.  Son No1 loved spending time with lads his age and disappeared off on a quad bike exploring. 

Last week also saw our long-awaited trip to the Royal Hospital for Children in Glasgow for Son No1’s spine MRI.  It was the first MRI experience for any of us and wow, it was noisy!  Unfortunately tics mean that it’s hard for my lad to stay still but he tried really hard and the radiographer was confident that she had managed to get the best images she could.  Now for the long old wait for results … we couldn’t make the original appointment given so the next available is October!  Thankfully we’ve no real concerns about the results, the MRI is more to rule out any problems before making a decision on surgery on my boy’s legs. 

And because I can’t post without mentioning any of the less human members of the household … our chickens are now all laying eggs … in true GG style the white hen lays brown eggs and the brown hen lays white ones!  And Princess Leia is maintaining her disgust at the arrival of chickens, refuses to go into the back garden where they are, preferring instead to spend her time sitting in the plant pot glaring at us … whoever says animals don’t have facial expressions!  She’s going to get a wee fright soon as that pot is ear-marked for the leeks to be planted in!