Everyone has grown over the summer - the kitten who wasn't given away is all independent and leaping about and making himself comfortable on our laps.  The boys are wiser and huge and eat like horses. We have been digging up new potatoes from the garden every day and eating them with rich sour cream we get from our neighbour's farm.  The boys' hair hasn't been cut for 3 months.  Wild and woolly! Off to the hairdresser tomorrow so that they look a bit more respectable on September...

After a week and a half of cold and rain, we started to guess that summer was closing up shop early this year.  So on Monday evening, when the sun finally came out, we decided to make a mad dash for the beach, considering I hadn't been once this summer, and this would probably be my only chance until next summer (or until we take that trip to lie on a beach in Egypt in the middle of winter... mmmm, my annual unattainable dream...).  It was well worth it.  I had forgotten that all-sense...

Its been about 3 years since my hairdresser Vlad told me he had spent the weekend geocaching - it has always sounded like an interesting thing to try, but we have never found the time. This weekend we finally decided to give it a go. Geocaching is like a treasure hunt you play with a combination of online clues and a GPS unit.  Participants hide caches in the landscape - in places where other people will not usually find them by accident - and post the GPS coordinates on a website.  Other...

Ooops, I get the feeling I've done the whole "fallen off the face of the earth because its summer" trick again.  Way too busy transporting my entire circus of a life from the country to the city and back again.  An oldy but goody book at our place is about the town mouse and the country mouse - some delightful illustrated edition by the BBC or some other English children's institution.  Tiss and Mik have always pondered this book, because the moral of the story, to quote...