dulwichmum

Dear Mr Marauder, It seems that if we skip long haul this summer, we can visit Rick Steins wonderful restaurant, along with a nice establishment owned by Jamie Oliver (although I must admit fifteen was a little disappointing) on the coast. There are apparently some super resorts in Cornwall, one in particular called 'Bedruthan' - which looks amazing, so perhaps it will not be so bad. http://www.bedruthanstepshotel.co.uk/webcam.html I must admit, I am a tad sceptical as yet, but the children have not been the same since they saw Happy Feet. James hates to see the children upset, so he has decided to single handedly save the antarctic. I shall even be buying some recycled Nouvelle as per Jamie's suggestion. The chucks arrive next week. I am a changed woman!

Dear Mr Bald Marauder, I could jump out from a dark alley on Ray Winstone or Gary Barlow. I think they both look rather cuddley! I would jump on them, give them a cuddle, and run away...

Dear Mr Marauder, May I call you Bald? Mr Marauder seems so very formal! I don't think that the link above is working, but I did some cutting and pasting and the site you suggested was rather good, I loved the funkey recyclable milk bottles. I was scooting about all over the locality this weekend in the new Prius, and it really is rather a smooth drive. I am trying my best to keep up with all of my husbands environmentally aware initiatives, but I have just realised that it will be Cornwall for the summer holidays, and so I shall try to stay committed to the cause...

Dear Mr Keef, In our house though, it is not a Wii, it is much more of a 'they', because myself and Freya are not able to get near it!

Poor Mr Keef! The new sport of choice in our house at the moment is that Wii sports game thingy. It looks like great fun.

Cricket players are a blast. I met a whole team of them once about ten years ago in Jamaica. They were smoking joints as thick as rolling pins, and when we were back in the UK I saw one of them on TV sounding outraged that someone dared to suggest that the players had a fast existence on tour!

Dear Jo, No, please tell me you are joking?

Dear Ratty, You can get referred to the Brierley Midwives through your GP. They will usually only refer you if you are sure you want a home birth - so tell the GP that you are - and later change your mind. I have written at length about the Brierley (above) and on other threads, and am anxious not to sound as though I am preaching. They really are fab. Lots of us on the forum have young chidren and babies, and are more than happy to help if you have a question, anytime.

I love you guys, you know it.

Pulls enormous pillow from new handbag and puts it under Bagpuss 78's head. Passes enormous chunk of Toblarone and another glass of fresh orange juice to Mr Keef (famous family cure for hangovers). Passes the Style section of The Times to Ms Shambles.

Arrives for the morning sans screaming children. Settles into big comfy favourite aubergine velvet armchair with Starbucks Vente Latte, The Times, and a Belgian chocolate croissant from Au Ciel in the Village. Waves over to Ms Shambles. Holds up enormous plackard with words "Fancy some pastry?" written on it. Dispenses au pair to serve chum... Offers sports section of paper to Mr Mikewbate.

I do, poor Shambles...

Dear Ednerd, I am delighted to hear that you are surviving. Having a new baby to look after is traumatic and exhausting enough without having less than supportive care by the team employed to look after you. Please stay in touch with everyone on the forum, there are lots of mums and dads on here who are more than happy to listen any time. We have been there, and it is exhausting work with no medal!

No dear Spymum, That is really how I will be dressed.

Dear Mr Chartwell, You are welcome darling.

Poor Shambles!

Ana.......... pass some smelling salts.

Dear Mr Chartwell, I am awaiting the delivery of an Egglu thingy to keep chucks in the back garden, so perhaps a worm farm is the way to go! Great suggestion.

Mother of God!!! (makes the sign of the cross)

Dear Mr Batdog, I must apologise, I have clearly offended you. I really could not help myself. I loved the idea of carrying you about in my bag and having you leap from it to savage Mr Mikewbate on more than one occasion. I should not talk for you. I apologise.

Personally, Mr Batdog gets my pulse racing. Although I must admit I am rather fond of Mr Keef (my hero), Mr Mockeny Piers (a complete inspiration to me) Mr Crystal Clear - an artistic giant, Mr Ant - a devoted daddy - and a king amongst men, and Mr Chartwell - quite the gentleman! There are others too, but I am afraid that I will appear a flirt! Mr Mikewbate is probably lovely, but he always has his head stuck in a book...

Dear Jamie, thanks for the tip regarding recycled Nouvelle. I shall put it straight onto my Ocado list. We got our water butts and composter last year from Thames Water. The children watered our tomato plants all summer long - guilt free! It is a great idea from Thames Water - I must admit Mr Capt Birdseye. Mr Huguenot, the Prius is so quiet, and it has a nice high driving position, I was extremely pleasantly suprised! I enjoyed the looks of approval I had from the que outside William Rose butchers earlier. There was no stigma attached at all - not like that odd looking G Wizz contraption. I must have at least saved a small penguin sized portion of snow all by myself today!

Dear Mr Mightyroar, The tyre swing is back in the park, hurrah!

I shall be wearing a super new spotty silk dress - currently in the window of Eclipse on Park Hall Road, some amazing heels from Kate Cuba in Sloane Square, and my new lemon Mulberry Emmy!

OK then, I will try driving that ugly Prius today then, but I won't like it, I just know it. I shall never use that recycled toilet paper though, it is so like..... well - paper! I am sure it could cause a minor injury - or as I have heard it described in the past - a "m injury!"