Anyway, spent my first day in the skatepark in Amersham yesterday as the weather broke into sunshine in the morning. Holy crap. Hit the deck several times trying to do some pretty simple stuff on the transition ramps. Hard work ahead. But after an hour, I could at least get around most of the park, and drop into some of the mini ramps, which was my goal for the day. Still look like a Barney. Went to the library afterwards with the girls. Licked my wounds while the girls churned through 100 books, then went to a real tea house for lunch.
Once again I think my kids are the loudest in the country.... we were definitely freaking out the locals with our antics during tea. Oh well. FREEDOM BABY!
After we bought several steak, ham and chicken pasties and pies to take home from the butcher house, we strolled the market day at Amersham, ate some ice cream, crap like that. Then....it started to rain. AGAIN. Big time though. Thunder, lightning and hail. The sheep at the bunnies in the back fields behind my mom's cottage were all running for cover. Funny to watch.
So, the girls and I played games, colored (drank beer), watched movies, did experiments and projects (drank beer) while Lori and my mom went to the gym. Lance has been in Birmingham for the last couple of nights working his monthly circuit court duties and will be home tonight.
Heading to the hedgehog hospital today (Tiggywinks) and then probably swimming again, as I think we are going to get hammered by the storms again this afternoon. Then we will be getting ready to head down to Kent to the see the Tour de France this weekend. Probably travel down to Channel coast as well. Sunshine on the horizon as well.....maybe?
Happy 4th to all. Have a hot dog and set something on fire for us.....
2 comments:
Jace, Lori, Marina, Elena,
Happy 4th of July! Or as they
say on this day in England, "Good Wednesday to You, Harumph."
I must say, you are quite seriously dedicated to your blog. It will be a most excellent trip journal by the time you're done.
Thanks, by the way for a little history on the house. It is hard for us Newlanders to comprehend living in a 400 year old house. Afterall, that's older than our country! Still trying to wrap my mind around that one.
I think I speak for all of us when I say that I'm going through some Thompsons withdrawls. Sans slice, it sounds as if you're having a jolly good time!
Cheers & Happy Independence Day, Yankee Doodle!
-K
Jace,
Is that a Eurovan perchance that you are riding in in that picture mid way up?
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