Thursday 24 February 2011

Can't Touch This!

This ol' Hole In The Wall is apparently a Grade II Listed Building. Which makes me start laughing again. Mr Wrecking Ball will not be permitted to play after all. So all we need now is a fool and an ever-pouring wallet.

Meanwhile we are just arguing about town versus country. Minx trotting down to the shops and getting on buses on her own versus noone tutting over the fence at the boys still mud-sliding 'til the owls start swooping.

It is a difficult one to call.


The ding-dong will be ding-donging for some time yet.



Let you know when we get a final resonating BO-O-O-O-ONG!!!!!!!

8 comments:

  1. mmm...the thing is, the country for me, is ....well.....another country, but nice to visit!!

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  2. Hello! How exciting! - a lovely new blog to dive into - I'm so lazy I never seek them out so I love it when one falls into my lap.

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  3. Go for small town leafy suburbia - inside the ringroad, but close enough to the street that has a few hippies and weirdos and a decent pub in it.

    Then once the kids are teens they'll bugger off under their own steam and leave you to polish the car, trim the edges of the lawn with nail scissors, argue with neighbours over whose fence it is and all those other wonderful sources of entertainment.

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  4. Hmmmmmnnnnn..... Like the sound of the kids buggering off tho'. Source of some argument at the moment: how old do they have to be before we can let them loose?

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  5. Being on a bus route is a big plus. We live in a small town in the country but the school bus and the normal bus take my lad into "big town" - it's been great for his independence and means I can stay in my dressing gown all day, slovenly old tart that I am.

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  6. Mmmmmmmmnnnnn......slovenly old tartness...... Bus route added to the list.

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  7. Oh God we've been having the same sort of conversation. Do we move out to somewhere like Seaford or somewhere further along. But I don't drive and every time we go and look at somewhere, even if the village is idyllic, I'm terrified of being out in the sticks waiting at bus stops and my children having to walk down country lanes. I'm a city girl.

    Do hope you find a solution soon!

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  8. Thank you! But like so many areas of my life this appears to require getting off my arse and doing something about it. So not good at that.....

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