And then there were 6!

We had a fabulous time last weekend visiting Katy and Kev in their new house and celebrating the arrival of the 6th Wilcox cousin, Elizabeth Charlotte Whelan.

Katy and I undertook the not small task of escorting this merry band of hooligans (plus the dog!) to the park - a journey from just north of the Uxbridge Road to Ravenscourt Park and that's when it really hit us, what a tribe we have between us! There's a wonderful symmetry with our family being girl boy boy and the Whelan's being boy girl girl and I hope that they stay as close and loving a gang as they are now for a long time.

The oldest and the youngest

Fishin'

A while back Michael fulfilled an ambition to get a simple rod and see what could be caught from the end of the garden - we have seen a seal in the creek, so figure there must be some life there. A few Sundays ago the boys put on their wellies and set off into the marsh. I can report that ....... you have to be patient to be a fisherman, and it doesn't help if the tide is going out, but all you Nagden Life 'addicts' will be the first to know if a big one gets away!



It does make for a pretty lovely photo-op though!

Race for life

Huge thanks to all of those who have sponsored me so far, as you can see I am nearly at my target....any one else want to help me get all the way there? A great friend lost her father to cancer this morning and I will be running for her as much for all of us.

more cake pics

I realise that the previous picture didn't show Michael's magnificent sails off very well, so here are some more pics of the wonderful galleon!

Pirate Party 2!!

Gluttons for punishment, we have just had our second Pirate party. This time for Raff's 6th birthday and with a more complicated cake and entertainment plan! I was in charge with the former (with help from M) and he was in charge of keeping 8 six year old boys occupied.
Firts of all he needed to get into character - which you will agree he did very well!

Next he and Georgia went out and laid a fiendish treasure hunt - or so they thought at the time.

The boys set off at a tremendous speed and I soon realised I was going to have run back to the house to collect the picnic (which was their reward) if I was going to make it to the rendezvous in time! And I only just made it, I had spread out the rugs when the scary mob appeared. Most were thrilled to see me, but there was nearly a mutiny when they realised that the food was their treasure and that I wasn't actually going to dish out gold bullion!

All of the boys had made a great effort to get into character and when Jo turned up half way through the feast she was attacked by the vicious blaggards! An innocent bystander was very nearly attacked too, but he beat a hasty retreat!


After a suitable amount of charging around we ran back across the field to play a quick round of pass the parcel before cake time, singing, ravaging of wenches and ransacking. Then they all disappeared leaving us in relative tranquillity with a bottle of Prosecco - a pretty perfect afternoon really!