I loooooooooooooove....

Scarborough.

Yes I know I said that for the next few posts I would be talking about PEOPLE that I love but I changed my mind slightly (as is a woman's perogative.. and I am a woman after all and I choose to exercise my right to change my mind at will.. so there. Ha.)

So.. Scarborough.. if ever it were possible to fall in love with a place then this place would be a the one for me.

That might seem a bit weird to some people, I mean.. its the East coast of the North of England ffs.. its hardly the Great Barrier Reef or the Grand Canyon.. the foothills of the Himalayas perhaps?  No, not me..I'm a Yorkshire lass.. Scarborough is the place for me!!!!! lol

Of course there are many beautiful places on this planet and I'm not denying there are many places in the world I would love to see (those listed above included!!) but Scarborough is a place that I love, that I feel is a huge part of my life..maybe I'm a bit puddled, ok..ok I know, there is no doubt I am a smidge bonkers occasionally but still.. what of it?

Lets go back a few years whilst I make an attempt to explain...

 This is me, in 1976 I believe (eep!), I'm about a year old and sitting on my Grandpa Jack's knee, to my right is my Grandma Mary and in the green my Mum... These are my Dad's parents, I think he must have taken the photo cos he's the only one not in the pic.. although thats not necessarily the case cos I dont see my older brother Simon anywhere..

Anyway, this is taken on Scarborough beach and as Grandpa Jack died in November 1976 I assume this must have been one of the last holidays he had.

I know I got me some new red shoes that year.. and all because I cried when they put me on the sand.. haha I was smart even then ;)

So.. Scarborugh = happy times with the relly's AND new red shoes..hmmm..

Continuing with reasons to love Scarborough, here I am still sitting on Grandpa Jack's knee.. in my red shoes..

only this time.. someone gave me ice cream!!!

Well whats not to love right??

So..

Scarborough = sunshiney fun with the rellys.. new shiny red shoes AND Ice cream..

ANNNNNNNNNND still no sign of the evil curly haired one known as Simon..so, I'm winning here. lol

You can see why I love the place now right? lol


I think we returned a couple of times post Grandpa Jack although I don't remember them well if we did to be honest, I know I have vague memories of my Dad commenting on how Scarborough was a much nicer place that Blackpool (obviously.. that would be the Yorkshireman in him lol) and when I told him I was takinga day-trip to Blackpool when I was heavily pregnant with the boy child I remember him giving the strict instructions to get back across the border should anything happen but I also remember being asked why I wanted to go to Blackpool in any case as Scarborough is the best coastal resort in the country.. which just so happens to be in Yorkshire too.. its a win/win situation lol..(Definite Dad logic there for you).  But I digress lol..Anyway... I got older and discovered boys and the pub.. and Scarborough became a happy childhood memory for a while.

Rich and I once took his daughters to Scarborough with Grandma Liz and Grandad Derek (his Mum and Step Dad) in the back of Dereks big old red Sherpa van.. thats an experience none of us will forget.. lol I think I might have been pregnant at the time wtih Jake (although I'm not sure so don't quote me), it was a long day but we paddled in the sea and we had so much fun.. I wonder if they remember it too.  There are photos of this trip but I think they're in the attic and would require scanning (I'll get around to it!).. it was a good day..

Ok.. lets jump forward a few years to 2008 which, as we are all aware, wasn't the best year I ever had.. I would have crawled into a hole to hide that summer but the children wouldn't have it and the need to escape from the pain and grief was strong so a place to hide was found in a new area of an old haunt..and new memories were made as well as revisiting some old ones.. 

 There were many pics for this too but then some twat burgled my house and stole my laptop.. in the days before I used to back up..lol) I found a couple though.. here's my hubby and the kids building sandcastles on the beach.. what? as my friend so kindly pointed out at the time.. even rockstars love building sandcastles!!!

We returned in July 2009 to do it all again but this time we stayed a little longer than our usual week and opted for 2 (living on the edge as usual ;) LOL)

July that year was the best fun we'd had in ages.. still reeling from the rawness of the first year without someone, we'd headed off full of excitement and longing for the sunshine.  We'd looked forward to it all year long and the kids had a fantastic time revisiting things and places from the year before and enjoying them all over again, it was fun.. and fun had been in short supply in the House of Savage for a while..

As we stepped off the train that day the laughter filled the air along with squeals of excitement.. so much so that we decided there and then that we'd be returning for as long as the children wanted to.

And so we did.  The next time in August 2010 cos Rich couldnt get July off work and to a different area, closer to the beach.. and we were closer to the beach.. a walk down the street, down the cliff lift and there it was..away from the crowds of the main beach we sat on the sands beneath the Spa, in the quiet where the rock pools are.  Kids building castles, finding hermit crabs called Sebastian and feeling inexplicably at home in a town where I've never lived or even stayed longer than a couple of weeks..

I'll probably never know what it is about the place that draws us to it year after year but I know we'll be there again this summer for another smile-filled fortnight or sandcastles and sunshine (hopefully!!).

I think we might have actually run out of things to do and places to visit as Richard managed to make sure that last time we did EVERYTHING there was to do including football on the beach ;) lol well ok.. technically you're not supposed to play footbal with your face but still..
We had Nana Sue having a whole host of new experiences such as "walking", "taking the bus" and "shopping in a pound store" and my personal fave "the rain hat of doom" that day that the heavens opened lol, although to be fair.. she did that herself..lol

But whether its sunny (YES) or raining (NOOOOOOO!!) we still have the most fun.. the looks on the faces of the kids as we see that beach for the first time is priceless and they spend hours and hours just digging and building and digging and building.. It's great.

So, Scarborough.. well Scarborough = sunshiney fun with the rellys.. new shiny red shoes AND Ice cream.. Nana Sue in a variety of uncomfortable scenarios, Richard getting shit on (always a winner) or hit in the face with a football.. the kids happy and smiling and giggling, Sandcastles, rain hats,

ANNNNNNNNNND still no sign of the evil curly haired one known as Simon.... whats NOT to love?

I think we should move there and live happily ever after.. lol don't joke, I'm not kidding ;) xx

"We're off to see the Wizard!!!"

Bloody Andrew Lloyd Webber has a lot to answer for these days..

Our house has been all about Dorothy lately... and all because of this..


Hmmm.. yes, his search for a new Dorothy to star in the West End stage version of the Wizard of Oz at the London Palladium this summer.

(For my friends abroad you can find out all about it by clicking this here linky-poo -----> BBC's "Dorothy".)

So.. my daughter's love it, like all little girls of this age musical's are THE thing of the moment and Dorothy is the dog's dangly bits.. basically.

EVERY Saturday evening we don our PJ's and sit down to watch... well ... Doctor Who actually but AFTER that we continue with Auntie Beeb for the evening and squeal with delight as our favourite "friend of Dorothy" ;) the one and only Graham Norton introduces the remaining girls that are vying for the prestigious prize of being her, in the new production penned by our most excellent show tune writer Lord Andrew Lloyd Webber.. (is he a Lord or a Baron? or a Sir?? Ooh.. I dunno actually.. I seem to remember Norton calling him Lord so thats what I'm going with..lol).

Last week we even had floods of tears from Heather when her favourite Dorothy-to-be was voted off the show.. it took her days to get over it bless her.. and this week we lose two more and will be down to just 4 girls left.. goodness knows what will happen when they actually choose a new Dorothy and the show finishes.. all hell will break loose I think..

Lord Andrew is a bit of a national treasure these days.. writing many of the great musicals such as "Phantom of the Opera", "Evita", "Joseph and his funny-coloured coat-thingy" (and many more!! LOL) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand he's becoming a bit of a pain in my arse now.

I mean really.. I changed my name to "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" the other day (if you're on my facebook friends list you'll have seen my status change) which was great cos the kids couldn't say it and then Jessica (who wants to be Dorothy) sang that very song on Saturdays show and now they can all say it and I need a new name again.. how rude.

Both children want Dorothy dresses, Toto dogs, flying houses, a scarecrow, a tin man and a pet lion each, an emerald city AND ruby-encrusted slippers for Christmas which quite frankly will cost me a small fortune and not only that but we have had to sit through the Judy Garland version today and I suspect will probably have to watch it everyday now until something new takes its place.. and if I hear "Somewhere over the Rainbow" sung by a very pretty but slightly out of tune Heather once more I might cry.. for real too.

So.. MR Lloyd Webber (a Lord can't cut off my head for giving him lip can he?) I'm a bit bloody fed up now and I think you should furnish my 5 year olds with all the above presents and some tickets to opening night would be nice too hahahah... what??? if you don't ask, you don't get do you??

and in exchange I will provide the amended script as written by my youngest child - Angelina.

For as we were sitting today, watching the film it occured to her that the cowardly lion was not such a coward after all and was infact just a bit hungry.. and she told her "still-giggling-like-a-schoolgirl" father all about it...

ACT 'Something', SCENE 'whatever'

Mummy and girls watching movie.. enter Daddy, sits next to Angelina

Daddy: "Ooh.. are we watching Wizard of Oz?"

Heather: "Yeah it's brilliant!"

Daddy: "What's happening then?"

Angelina: "Well... the scarecrow thingy wants a brain and the tin-man wants a heart.. that girl there, she wants to go home and the Lion wants some porridge."

Daddy (stifling the giggles): "Some porridge? Are you sure?? Like Ready Brek?"

Angelina: "Yeeeeeeeeeep!"


So Andrew...I think this will fit in perfectly to the story... don't you? I await your response.

xx

P.S. Those ruby-encrusted slippers... do they come in a UK size 6 too??? ;)

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN FAAAAAAAAAAAAAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love a good fun fair.. unfortunately here in sunny Bradford we don't have much of one... but in true Yorkshire man style we make the most of what we've got and on went the shoes and off we went - in the Bradford sunshine which generally looks a little like this..



BUT.. not today. Today we just had a little cloud.. bit cold but not enough to stop us and so off we went.

Didn't take the camera cos I'm useless so no photos of the fair and really we were having so much fun bashing the hell out of each other on the dodgems to be taking photos but the kids all won a prize on the "hook a duck" game.

Jake got an inflatable hammer.. I know what you're thinking... "WHY?" but he had much fun beating the crap out of us all for hours after..look...



and the girls got girlie stuff like plastic tiaras and rings that make yer fingers go green!!! YAY!

Here they are looking gorgeous as usual..starting with - and I'll use their new princess names -
"Princess Heather of Butterfly Kingdom Castle, more commonly known as...Our House"


and "Princess Angelina of Angel Ballerina Land.. also known as "Bradford"



after the fair we bought some of this..


(and no.. your eyes do not deceive you.. that's blue candy floss, yes.. I said BLUE and yes thats about as much as the children would allow Nana Sue and me to have... greedy lil gits.) and we all went home for very much needed one of these!!!



and now.. for your viewing pleasure..and just to annoy my mother, for she is my mother and it is my life's work..nay my DUTY to do so.. I give you this..



yes that is my mother hiding behind a piece of candy floss...

and this



is my mother hiding her chin.. OH How she LOVES me now!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehehe..