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Wherein the chicken dance makes an appearance

Saturday, October 8th, 2011

Jim, my father-in-law, is a volunteer fireman with the Bomberos. They are a very social group made up of Spanish, Brits and Germans mostly. My parents’ first Saturday in Spain coincided with the 30th Anniversary dinner for the Bomberos. Jim had organised usall tickets, and with Hamish left with a babysitter, we headed to Casa [...]

Drinks on the front

Wednesday, September 28th, 2011

As it was Mom and Dad’s first day in Spain, after we said good bye to the Stephens, we took them down to the beach front. There are a number of bars, restaurants and souvenir shops along the front. Most are quite touristy, but they all have a wonderful view of the beach. There’s one [...]

Crossover

Tuesday, September 20th, 2011

Jim bought Susan and I vouchers to the local fish spa. I’d never even considered a fish spa before. On arrival for our appointment, you clean your feet, and then it’s straight to the tanks where you sit on the edge and dangle your feet over the side. Within seconds, your feet are covered with [...]

He’s a neat freak. For now.

Monday, September 19th, 2011

Why is it that kids are obsessed with the chores their parents do? Kids toys quite often include dustpans and brushes, lawn mowers, shopping carts, vacuum cleaners. Before this trip to Spain, Hamish had only shown a mild interest in being tidy. He will put his crayons back in their tub, and he doesn’t mind [...]

Bringing Australia to Spain

Sunday, September 18th, 2011

As gifts, we brought Darrell Lea liquorice and Tim Tams. It was therefore a must to introduce the boys to Tim Tam slamming. Duncan made up a big bowl of hot chocolate, we gave a brief explanation and let them go to it. I think it was a success.

The European family

Saturday, September 17th, 2011

Our destination for this holiday was Duncan’s parents’ villa in Javea. It’s a lovely home, with a pool – across the road from a German bakery and a German-Spanish pub, El Farro. The house is all on one level, but to get to the pool and paved area, there are two, rather large (from the [...]

An inauspicious start

Wednesday, September 14th, 2011

We were meant to leave at 9:15 Tuesday evening for our Sydney > Abu Dhabi > London > Madrid > Valencia trip. As it was our first trip with Hamish – and a rather lengthy one to start with – we arrived early. Though it was past Hamish’s bed time, he was in a good [...]

Bad

Tuesday, July 19th, 2011

Pre-Hamish, though Duncan and I didn’t struggle to fill our weekends, looking back on it, they were certainly an exercise in leisure. We didn’t worry about housework – having a party every so often ensured the house got cleaned. Dinners out were a common occurrence and long Sunday afternoons at the pub were not unusual. [...]

Classic fathering

Monday, July 4th, 2011

Duncan to Hamish: “Hamish, mum already told you off for doing that. You’re not Brittany Spears: you can’t just say ‘oops’ and write a song about it.” And again, Duncan to Hamish: “Are you going to go down for your nap so that mum can go for a run and I can make muffins? … [...]

A new Mum 11 months later

Friday, February 11th, 2011

This week Hamish turned 11 months old. It’s very hard for me to believe that a year ago he wasn’t around and we were just getting ready for his imminent arrival; I was on my last weeks at my job before maternity leave and we were preparing for a visit from my parents. The plan [...]

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