<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 20:37:05 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Daisie Days</title><description></description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>439</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-3577037870085694293</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 08:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-19T08:55:49.832Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><title>I Need Your Help!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SyyTJjUeXkI/AAAAAAAACzk/zPF8DYiTaxQ/s1600-h/maxi-with-sound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416866244129087042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SyyTJjUeXkI/AAAAAAAACzk/zPF8DYiTaxQ/s400/maxi-with-sound.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is Maxi from 'Roary The Racing Car' and he is my son's most favouritest thing. They no longer make this toy so he is in high demand (especially with the big man in red having hogged alot of them for his sack), they have been selling (in second hand, well played with, scratched condition) for between £30 and £50 on eBay etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I love my big boy but just cannot justify this much for a plastic yellow car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman at a local playgroup bought one for her son for £1 in a charity shop, I showed myself up big time when I offered her £15 for it but she turned me down as her son loves him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have searched high and low for one, they come in talking and none talking and at this point either will do! He is quite big and has friction wheels (so he keeps on going when pushed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking any of you who visit your charity shops or carboot sales to keep your beadie eyes out for a Maxi. I will pay up to £15 and then of course will pay you the postage back and send you a huge big thank you present! I am not hopeful of one for Christmas but we need a Maxi to make Nathaniel look like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SyyTJbIsp_I/AAAAAAAACzc/3hdUfiZvntk/s1600-h/Nan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416866241932208114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SyyTJbIsp_I/AAAAAAAACzc/3hdUfiZvntk/s400/Nan4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much in advance and happy hunting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-3577037870085694293?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-your-help.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SyyTJjUeXkI/AAAAAAAACzk/zPF8DYiTaxQ/s72-c/maxi-with-sound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-1965085815628578837</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 10:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-18T10:48:57.876Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>boobies</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>snow</category><title>Little Angels!</title><description>Sebastian is much much better so yesterday we ventured out of the house (for the first time in what seems like years) and attended our 'boobie training' last session where we were having a little party. We are back agin after christmas to complete training but any excuse for a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a fleet of volunteers we are called &lt;a href="http://www.littleangels.org.uk/office_eastlancs.php"&gt;Little Angels&lt;/a&gt; and I found some wonderful little chipboard tree hanger decorations and turned them into personalised cards for all my little angel pals;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Syta8mZsNGI/AAAAAAAACzU/dDFPrG5nG50/s1600-h/100_1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416522973990106210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Syta8mZsNGI/AAAAAAAACzU/dDFPrG5nG50/s400/100_1185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contribution to the party was some homemade mince pies;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Syta8Z_xuPI/AAAAAAAACzM/YH0Y4kY_TI0/s1600-h/100_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416522970660190450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Syta8Z_xuPI/AAAAAAAACzM/YH0Y4kY_TI0/s400/100_1197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel helped me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Syta8BXFYoI/AAAAAAAACzE/_mDJ5492TAo/s1600-h/100_1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416522964047061634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Syta8BXFYoI/AAAAAAAACzE/_mDJ5492TAo/s400/100_1195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Johanna stole the limelight by bringing this amazing cake that her friend made for us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SytadYZ507I/AAAAAAAACy8/mbyJkRWgcyg/s1600-h/100_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416522437656957874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SytadYZ507I/AAAAAAAACy8/mbyJkRWgcyg/s400/100_1202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels were so cute;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Sytac3CBYnI/AAAAAAAACy0/PFQ1X-lhGkI/s1600-h/100_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416522428698419826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Sytac3CBYnI/AAAAAAAACy0/PFQ1X-lhGkI/s400/100_1203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was very tasty too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lovely to see everyone after the events of last week and two of my angel buddies were very pleased to see us as they had been to the hospital and seen Sebastian when he was very ill. It was good to get lots of things off my chest about the care we recieved too. A fabulous de-brief, thanks ladies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning we have snow (well, a small whiteish covering), Nathaniel was very pleased indeed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SytachRedrI/AAAAAAAACys/coSocDKU0ck/s1600-h/100_1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416522422857660082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SytachRedrI/AAAAAAAACys/coSocDKU0ck/s400/100_1211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made lots and lots of lovely footprints and got very wet and cold on the way to school as he had to keep stopping to touch the snow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SytacK6dLBI/AAAAAAAACyk/zSMtAJyl85g/s1600-h/100_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416522416855526418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SytacK6dLBI/AAAAAAAACyk/zSMtAJyl85g/s400/100_1209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School finishes today so we can all snuggle up tonight and hope there is more snow so we can go out tomorrow in our wellies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two sewing projects to complete for gifts but other than that I am completely organised, I think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this coming week doesn't disappear too fast and that you all get time to be ready to enjoy the big day on friday (this time next week it'll all be over).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-1965085815628578837?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-angels.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Syta8mZsNGI/AAAAAAAACzU/dDFPrG5nG50/s72-c/100_1185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-1484655160502467414</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-13T19:35:25.115Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sebastian</category><title>Am So Glad That Is Over!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SyStm04XiRI/AAAAAAAACyU/pZ0VphfJ-1o/s1600-h/100_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414643534547880210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SyStm04XiRI/AAAAAAAACyU/pZ0VphfJ-1o/s400/100_1134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As people have noticed (thanks for your emails) I have not been here for a while. My very smallest baby has been very very ill. He was a little snotty and coughie over the weekend so on Monday morning we set out to the doctors (after arguing with the receptionist for a slot). Our GP is lovely and decided because we have all been so ill over the last month or so that he should go to the hospital to be observed and find a treatment for his symptoms that was effective. It was a long day but everyone seemed to think that it is a form of bronchitis common in babies caused by a virus. So we came home with an inhaler to ease his chest and some nasal drops to help break up the mucus and help him feed more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night and most of Tuesday he continued to wheeze, feed irregularly and be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early hours of Wednesday morning he became much worse, refusing the breast (even for comfort), wheezing and labouring to breathe. By the time we got to the hospital he wasn't smiling or making eye contact anymore. By 11am he was on oxygen, had IV access into his arm and a NG tube for feeding. An x-ray revealed that part of his right lung had collapsed due to the pneumonia he had developed. Very frightening indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding became a huge issue as he struggled to even suckle for comfort with all the stuff shoved up his nose. He was becoming dehydrated so I expressed and we were feeding him small amounts often via his NG as anything more made him too distressed and he struggled for breath even more. What made it worse was my battle with a doctor and (some of) the nursing staff who were wanting to fill his NG with formula! How they thought this was appropriate with a child that was already struggling to breathe is beyond me but thanks to Tina, Katie and Deborah who helped me in my fight to keep him breastfed and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved him onto oral antibiotics late thursday and removed the tubes from his arm, this made him much happier as he then had access to his thumb again!! We slowly weaned him off the oxygen and removed his NG Friday morning. He is managing to keep himself content and hydrated at the breast now even though he's not feeding as usual. He has a few more days of antibiotics to take but everyday he is seeming better and better. Yesterday he smiled at us and was happy just to be at home with all his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so much to have happened in such a short space of time and I cannot believe the baby I have at home today is the same one I feared would die on Wednesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brave little soldier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-1484655160502467414?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/12/am-so-glad-that-is-over.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SyStm04XiRI/AAAAAAAACyU/pZ0VphfJ-1o/s72-c/100_1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-4511165856830058400</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 13:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-05T13:12:40.735Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><title>A Present</title><description>This is a little felt book that I made for my friend's baby son's first birthday;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbbhbIOZI/AAAAAAAACyM/3SiVw4ch1wo/s1600-h/100_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411738430625823122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbbhbIOZI/AAAAAAAACyM/3SiVw4ch1wo/s400/100_1141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbOib8muI/AAAAAAAACyE/qtuqVQgUmIU/s1600-h/100_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411738207559391970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbOib8muI/AAAAAAAACyE/qtuqVQgUmIU/s400/100_1140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbODMHiGI/AAAAAAAACx8/q_5WZqR4L8Y/s1600-h/100_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411738199171500130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbODMHiGI/AAAAAAAACx8/q_5WZqR4L8Y/s400/100_1139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbNg9yauI/AAAAAAAACx0/FRwboRivKiM/s1600-h/100_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411738189984590562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbNg9yauI/AAAAAAAACx0/FRwboRivKiM/s400/100_1138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what he's called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbNRXWCNI/AAAAAAAACxs/3JKjIgkfO9A/s1600-h/100_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411738185796815058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbNRXWCNI/AAAAAAAACxs/3JKjIgkfO9A/s400/100_1143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clever you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel spent ages sitting next to me while I stitched and made his own creation with the felt off cuts and my box of pins;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbM5ZjIaI/AAAAAAAACxk/SHA-rH4yvE0/s1600-h/100_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411738179363611042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbM5ZjIaI/AAAAAAAACxk/SHA-rH4yvE0/s400/100_1131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-4511165856830058400?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/12/present.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxpbbhbIOZI/AAAAAAAACyM/3SiVw4ch1wo/s72-c/100_1141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-9074026182408087467</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T22:11:10.743Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth</category><title>Dress Update</title><description>She likes it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxgvZhTm3ZI/AAAAAAAACxc/ChSLH7UjqQg/s1600-h/100_1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411127067769494930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxgvZhTm3ZI/AAAAAAAACxc/ChSLH7UjqQg/s400/100_1168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finished the sleeves and sewn the hem, it isn't entirely straight but becasue it's so huge it doesn't matter. The bodice was a bit baggy and instead of taking the sleeves off and trimming it all down a size I added a 'sash' style tie to the centre piece of the bodice to pull it all in a little bit. Elizabath likes this as it make her look like there is a small bosom there!! The zip went in but isn't central (not sure how I managed that) so tomorrow I will take it out and  trim down one side to make it line up right. There is a little more bling to add to the front and some finishing by hand to be done but it will be delivered to her teacher tomorrow at hometime. I do hope she likes it, although not too much as I am not making anyone else's costume!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxgvZLT9EvI/AAAAAAAACxU/Je5L12VoXiM/s1600-h/100_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411127061865370354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxgvZLT9EvI/AAAAAAAACxU/Je5L12VoXiM/s400/100_1165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-9074026182408087467?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/12/dress-update.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxgvZhTm3ZI/AAAAAAAACxc/ChSLH7UjqQg/s72-c/100_1168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-6210952034812453441</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 19:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T19:33:19.439Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><title>What A Day!</title><description>Well, after nearly a week of antibiotics and still having a horrible cough and suffering rib ache and general breathlessness I decided to go back and see if the GP could do anything else for me as I am just so fed up of it all and so tired. After Nathaniel and I had been on a hunt for school tights for Francesca (when will that child stop growing upwards?!) we hot footed it to the surgery to then be sent on an adventure to the hospital for a chest x-ray, "to rule out pneumonia". It's not pneumonia but then I never get anything pneu, boom boom! So I now have another course of antibiotics and a five day course of steroids. Fingers crossed for full recovery soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long day and the cold and having woken for a wee twice last night took it's toll on Nathaniel and after stuffing his face with chilli courgette pasta and buckets of coleslaw he became grumpy. I asked him if he was tired and ready for bed. His answer involved parting his bowl and his garlic bread and resting his head in the space between and falling asleep;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Sxa-XWYgkaI/AAAAAAAACxM/SSvhdmj5m5E/s1600-h/100_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410721310686876066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Sxa-XWYgkaI/AAAAAAAACxM/SSvhdmj5m5E/s400/100_1163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carried him up to bed and tucked him in and he didn't even notice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-6210952034812453441?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-day.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Sxa-XWYgkaI/AAAAAAAACxM/SSvhdmj5m5E/s72-c/100_1163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-3490932037483711299</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 20:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-01T20:37:06.112Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Francesca</category><title>It's Sh*t, It's Eighteen Inches High, It's Pink,</title><description>and it made my five year old so happy and excited I thought she'd pee herself;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxV6ErKn9UI/AAAAAAAACw8/BDo9XaDWN_E/s1600/100_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410364748080870722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxV6ErKn9UI/AAAAAAAACw8/BDo9XaDWN_E/s400/100_1152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We have a proper tree (not up yet) but have old &lt;strike&gt;mental&lt;/strike&gt; confused cats who either try and climb it or pee on it so it lives in the 'front' room so we can close the door on it and the cats are only allowed access while there is someone to keep an eye on them. We 'live' in the back room where there are toys aplenty, a huge table and comfy (washable) places to sit. Francecsa desperately wanted a pink tree in her bedroom but there is little space and to be honest enough crap in there already. This is our compromise and it is now on the radiogram next to the fruit bowl. She decorated it after school with her friend Jodie and made her own angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, in the glow of merry christmas crafts with all the children being delightful, disaster struck. I had planned stew and dumplings for tea but when I went to make dumplings I realised I had no suet. Dum dum dum! Now, I could have dragged all the children out into the minus two degree darkness to the corner shop in the hope they would have some? I could have made a longer journey to the supermarket where they would have some but then run the risk of any one of the small people falling asleep en route? I even contemplated &lt;strike&gt;the madeness of &lt;/strike&gt;not having dumplings with the beautiful succulent lamb that had been bathing nicely in a bottle of good red plonk all afternoon! Then from somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind the idea of cobbler formed. A vague memory of stodgey savoury cakes. I didn't have time to google for a recipe and Prue Leith was of no help (on this occasion) so I made a usual scone dough (minus sprinkling of sugar and sultanas) and added a huge spoon of grain mustard and a good grating of strong cheddar, I then had a wobble as I couldn't find the frilly circle cutter (the one I use for scones) so had to use the cutter that I use for Francesca and Nathaniel's sandwiches. I put them all atop the stew, closed the oven door and held my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was really rather pleased when I opened it again and found these;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxV6EXv5GCI/AAAAAAAACw0/hmzaQYs05rY/s1600/100_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410364742868473890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxV6EXv5GCI/AAAAAAAACw0/hmzaQYs05rY/s400/100_1158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather tasty they were too. So maybe not having suet in the cupboard isn't such a bad thing after all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-3490932037483711299?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-sht-its-eighteen-inches-high-its.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxV6ErKn9UI/AAAAAAAACw8/BDo9XaDWN_E/s72-c/100_1152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-7370407592068690515</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T17:33:59.795Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth</category><title>A Queen In The Making</title><description>Having the chest infection from hell, mega antibiotics, an inhaler and being told by my doctor to rest (whatever that is) I decided we'd have a pyjama day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a start on Elizabeth's snow queen costume while the children snuggled under blankets and watched Night At The Museum II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used this pattern as the basis for the dress;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxFdZUhUIgI/AAAAAAAACwc/8mPGFn2HBVg/s1600/100_1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409207317035229698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxFdZUhUIgI/AAAAAAAACwc/8mPGFn2HBVg/s400/100_1123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still needs some fine tuning, a little tightening in areas and a huge net under skirt but I think it's looking rather good;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxFdZB-IkBI/AAAAAAAACwU/H75scacboN4/s1600/100_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409207312055832594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxFdZB-IkBI/AAAAAAAACwU/H75scacboN4/s400/100_1144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a zip;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxFdYubhBTI/AAAAAAAACwM/iXEX5lNSRog/s1600/100_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409207306810361138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxFdYubhBTI/AAAAAAAACwM/iXEX5lNSRog/s400/100_1146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth loves it so it's ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-7370407592068690515?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/queen-in-making.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SxFdZUhUIgI/AAAAAAAACwc/8mPGFn2HBVg/s72-c/100_1123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-3604321518781851139</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 10:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T10:12:42.914Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Simon</category><title>Fifteen Years Ago Today</title><description>I met a beautiful young man with tattooed arms, big boots, biking leathers and sparkling blue eyes for a drink and a dance. The rest, as they say, is history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you Simon for fifteen years of love and understanding, four beautiful children, two lovely homes (we have lived in two houses, we don't have two!), several clapped out cars, long late night bike rides, cups of tea when I am ill, numerous laughs, lots of hugs, millions of kisses and for being the very best friend a girl could have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy anniversary, I love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-3604321518781851139?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/fifteen-years-ago-today_25.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-7761441074236739623</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 18:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T19:23:48.026Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>stash</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>knitting</category><title>Knitting And Squealing Show!!</title><description>I was up at 5.30am sipping my lemsip and blowing my nose in preparation for such an exciting trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collected Gil and we made good time, jumped the queues as we already had tickets and started a mammoth knitting fest! I managed not to meet anyone from blogland, sadly, but was spotted by many of folks as I ran from one stall to the next squealing "Ooh, look at that!!" It was so brilliant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted a knitted boat but feel very bad as I think it was a project from Leeds University but I'm not sure if that's right or if it's something I read somewhere else or just made up (baby brain again), sorry, but it was truely fabulous;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsgZnn4lI/AAAAAAAACwE/NPw7-BHW-Xw/s1600/100_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407746187709637202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsgZnn4lI/AAAAAAAACwE/NPw7-BHW-Xw/s400/100_1114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It had it's own knitted ship's cat;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsgK3noKI/AAAAAAAACv8/D98u_EsRCkA/s1600/100_1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407746183750197410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsgK3noKI/AAAAAAAACv8/D98u_EsRCkA/s400/100_1115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A knitted anchor;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsC2Pli9I/AAAAAAAACv0/dVJo1WGWE78/s1600/100_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407745679997373394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsC2Pli9I/AAAAAAAACv0/dVJo1WGWE78/s400/100_1116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There were many knitted sea creatures; crabs, fish, octopusses but my favourite has to be this seal and her pup;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsCga1CdI/AAAAAAAACvs/x4eAunq3Qho/s1600/100_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407745674138946002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsCga1CdI/AAAAAAAACvs/x4eAunq3Qho/s400/100_1117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some of my favourite flowers for a project just for me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsCIrOESI/AAAAAAAACvk/eXPmVqFPZ84/s1600/100_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407745667765244194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsCIrOESI/AAAAAAAACvk/eXPmVqFPZ84/s400/100_1120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some yummy yarn just for me too;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsBrFSo-I/AAAAAAAACvc/8gAg50nzWMk/s1600/100_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407745659821532130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsBrFSo-I/AAAAAAAACvc/8gAg50nzWMk/s400/100_1122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some clothes patterns as I have to make a costume to end all costumes as Elizabeth is The Snow Queen in the Christmas production . She is very excited as she usually ends up with a crappy part. In year one she came home and cried as she had been given the part of a reindeer and, I quote; "It's not fair 'cos I am the best reader". I have huge amounts of flowing white fabric, gems, glitter and not much time but am sure she won't be disappointed with whatever I manage to create for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lots more little things, things to make gifts with, things to give as gifts and things to admire and stroke in a non-sinister way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the nicest things about the day was watching lots of older, posh looking ladies sitting around on dirty carpets in corridors eating packed lunches like students, it was fabulous, wish I'd had more balls and asked if I could have photographed them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your Sunday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-7761441074236739623?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/knitting-and-squealing-show.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwwsgZnn4lI/AAAAAAAACwE/NPw7-BHW-Xw/s72-c/100_1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-3333798223403519216</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-21T20:07:13.492Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sebastian</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Francesca</category><title>The Excitement Mounts!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwhF5u8LoMI/AAAAAAAACvE/P-oQrJsXB6M/s1600/100_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406648210813591746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwhF5u8LoMI/AAAAAAAACvE/P-oQrJsXB6M/s400/100_1020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the random shots taken when trying to take a good picture of the children. The boys look quite good in this one and the girls just look like they're maniacs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yucky poorliness has finally got me, as I knew it would once the children had recovered.  I am hot and shivery and snotty and achey and felt so bad yesterday I went to bed at 6.30 last night. I wish it had made me feel better but it didn't! It has not dampened my excitement for tomorrow though. I am off to get Gil early in the morning with a small boy and some water and snacks to see us through the day. I have my money ready to spend! Squeal! Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ddaisie xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-3333798223403519216?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/excitement-mounts.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwhF5u8LoMI/AAAAAAAACvE/P-oQrJsXB6M/s72-c/100_1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-5753124625076534432</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 21:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T21:17:36.005Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>knitting</category><title>Harrogate Anyone?</title><description>Is no one off for jolly oohing and ahhhing and stash buying in Harrogate?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, just popped in to show you my hat with it's rosette (yes, Daisie Heights really is that dull at the moment);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwRjJjhxzFI/AAAAAAAACu8/6c5aFm85kJw/s1600/100_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405554468558326866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwRjJjhxzFI/AAAAAAAACu8/6c5aFm85kJw/s400/100_1100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwRjJZG70-I/AAAAAAAACu0/zl2A9awW5YA/s1600/100_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405554465761383394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwRjJZG70-I/AAAAAAAACu0/zl2A9awW5YA/s400/100_1102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bad pictures again but this time in the kitchen. I've managed to take a picture with no chin, how is that possible?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started knitting another hat for Francesca with some beautiful Juniper yarn today on some lovely new bamboo needles I treated myself to. So smooth and nice to handle and an absolute baragin too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to prove that I am not the only person in our house unable to take their own picture;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwRjI-NSotI/AAAAAAAACus/s0mVyDZun3E/s1600/100_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405554458540286674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwRjI-NSotI/AAAAAAAACus/s0mVyDZun3E/s400/100_1106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I think Nathaniel looks quite cheeky in this shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-5753124625076534432?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/harrogate-anyone.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwRjJjhxzFI/AAAAAAAACu8/6c5aFm85kJw/s72-c/100_1100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-7917249674737342743</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 12:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-17T12:44:36.481Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sebastian</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>knitting</category><title>My New Hat!</title><description>The girls are much better and have returned to school. They are still coughing on and off but are a million times better than they were this time last week. Nathaniel on the other hand has got worse. Today he seems a little more like himself but for the last three days he has been so hot you could fry eggs on his back and he has been so miserable, falling in and out of fitful sleep. Today he has asked for crackers with cheese and has drunk more than he has been doing so maybe things are on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian too is miserable, he has a sticky eye, a snotty nose, and is un-put-downable. Yesterday as Simon was at work, Nathaniel on the sofa crying I had to have him in the sling so I could do the veg for tea and clean the kitchen and just move and use my arms;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSy0R4RNI/AAAAAAAACuk/k9jUmGN_uAE/s1600/100_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405043904522765522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSy0R4RNI/AAAAAAAACuk/k9jUmGN_uAE/s400/100_1084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to knit myself a hat because I loved &lt;a href="http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-four-thousand-and-six-in-big-poorly.html"&gt;Elizabeth's&lt;/a&gt; so much;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSy1yzDRI/AAAAAAAACuc/yqIUSe3-X9c/s1600/100_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405043904929271058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSy1yzDRI/AAAAAAAACuc/yqIUSe3-X9c/s400/100_1086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof, if proof were needed that you just cannot take your own photograph! Please excuse the washing hanging behind me to dry and the loft hatch and the general bad 'styling'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bit more proof;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSymL_u7I/AAAAAAAACuU/635UBePll1A/s1600/100_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405043900739992498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSymL_u7I/AAAAAAAACuU/635UBePll1A/s400/100_1088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a bit more;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSyXjsM7I/AAAAAAAACuM/LXMhwJJmIZw/s1600/100_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405043896812843954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSyXjsM7I/AAAAAAAACuM/LXMhwJJmIZw/s400/100_1092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never get the angle right, my nose always looks huge, it is too big for my face (especially my mouth) but not as huge as it appears in these pics. I think I was going for an enigmatic smile but ended up looking wierd. The hat looks good though! Just look at the hat. I am just knitting a rosette to go on the front and then maybe I can find someone to take the picture for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS; I will be at the knitting and stitching show in Harrogate on sunday and wondered if anyone from blogland fancied meeting up later in the day and comparing purchases. &lt;a href="http://juicyfig.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juicyfig&lt;/a&gt; is meeting up with me and if I like the look of her in real life she may even get a sneaky snuggle with Sebastian! I am very excited and really looking forward to it and very sorry that &lt;a href="http://jennyflowerblue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny&lt;/a&gt; won't be able to make it this year :( Let me know if you'll be there, would be lovely to say hi. I will be easy to spot - I'll be the strange looking woman with the big nose wearing a baby and a purple hat!! xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-7917249674737342743?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-hat.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SwKSy0R4RNI/AAAAAAAACuk/k9jUmGN_uAE/s72-c/100_1084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-2927965218160733911</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T19:30:42.687Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Francesca</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>christmas</category><title>Making</title><description>The poorliness is slowly lifting, the girls are well enough to argue with each other! Coughs are hacking and noses are running but everything else is now settling down. I on the other hand am feeling worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some paper craft today and it links in to two posts I have read recently but I'll get to that in a mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I covered some reclaimed embroidery thread boxes to put my recycled wall covering note cards in;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxaNqazWyI/AAAAAAAACuE/dZuQqQd9lnU/s1600-h/100_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403292843709258530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxaNqazWyI/AAAAAAAACuE/dZuQqQd9lnU/s400/100_1063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look really rather good and with two possible craft fairs coming up before Christmas are good to add to my 'stock'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kitschycoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt; posted today about &lt;a href="http://kitschycoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/true-or-false-crafting-with-kids-is-fun.html"&gt;crafting with her children&lt;/a&gt; and I have to agree with her, it's not as enjoyable as one might think. I find it easier now they have there own craft 'stash' or I fill a box with select things from my stash that they may share, therefore they don't need to even be near anything I don't want them to touch. I am a bit of a control freak though and find it hard not to &lt;strike&gt;completely take over &lt;/strike&gt;offer advice. I have to admit though that their artistic ability is improving with age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;a href="http://dottycookie.blogspot.com/2009/11/kitchen-poetry-wednesday.html"&gt;Dottycookie&lt;/a&gt; mentioned the rumour in blogland that we edit out all the messy bits. Well, I may try (sometimes) but lets be honest if I edited out all the mess there would be nothing left. See;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxaNa4HUCI/AAAAAAAACt8/4ZcuJcno8sA/s1600-h/100_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403292839537233954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxaNa4HUCI/AAAAAAAACt8/4ZcuJcno8sA/s400/100_1074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of Elizabeth's creations;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxaNN_e1hI/AAAAAAAACt0/XqHBI_QpgZw/s1600-h/100_1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403292836078474770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxaNN_e1hI/AAAAAAAACt0/XqHBI_QpgZw/s400/100_1080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Francesca's, a kind of summery christmas birthday extravoganza;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZekBKgXI/AAAAAAAACts/jXX88vxVmRY/s1600-h/100_1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403292034537259378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZekBKgXI/AAAAAAAACts/jXX88vxVmRY/s400/100_1078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel went with a green theme;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZeT6U27I/AAAAAAAACtk/cvJSyBz9Po8/s1600-h/100_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403292030213610418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZeT6U27I/AAAAAAAACtk/cvJSyBz9Po8/s400/100_1079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did try with some stiff wire and some red buttons to thread them together to make a heart shaped tree decoration but sadly it just didn't work. The wire was too stiff to get through by hand and when I got the wire working tools on it it just broke. So I either need some thinner for fingers or thicker for pliers. Any advice would be lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel was truly bemused by my struggling and gathered the disgarded bits and pieces and threaded them all together. It was lovely to watch him concentrate with the snot and dribble rolling down his chin;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZeOrfl6I/AAAAAAAACtc/QzBWiDM6nXQ/s1600-h/100_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403292028809222050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZeOrfl6I/AAAAAAAACtc/QzBWiDM6nXQ/s400/100_1071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZd6Oaa4I/AAAAAAAACtU/m90RubKCTgs/s1600-h/100_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403292023318539138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZd6Oaa4I/AAAAAAAACtU/m90RubKCTgs/s400/100_1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZdou7x3I/AAAAAAAACtM/B9UjWqgaOos/s1600-h/100_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403292018623104882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxZdou7x3I/AAAAAAAACtM/B9UjWqgaOos/s400/100_1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not quite what I was aiming for but the look of 'this is how you do it' did cheer me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-2927965218160733911?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/making.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvxaNqazWyI/AAAAAAAACuE/dZuQqQd9lnU/s72-c/100_1063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-6531931602219059923</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 15:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T15:56:58.374Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sebastian</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>knitting</category><title>Day Four Thousand And Six In The Big Poorly House</title><description>Well, only day four but seems much much longer! Everyone slept better last night so that has helped, Francesca mightily cheerful when she got up this morning, or she was until she had to go and be sick. She always manages to get it in the toilet. What a trooper. Ten out of ten for aim!! The coughing seems to have gotten much worse but the temps (of all the three big ones) have been much more managable today and the peaks and troughs that go with paracetamol working and then wearing off have been less traumatic for all concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally managed to knit a successful hat;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvrX5y4uALI/AAAAAAAACtE/ur7PKQ0Lpg0/s1600-h/100_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402868090896515250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvrX5y4uALI/AAAAAAAACtE/ur7PKQ0Lpg0/s400/100_1056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I seem to be very bad at hats or else I have just never found a very good pattern. I knitted one for Sebastian before he was bron that looked lovely but it's too short (think I mentioned in an earlier post), I then knitted a bigger size for Nathaniel that came out so big it fits Elizabeth although she doesn't like it so it's waiting to be frogged at some point. I managed to get not a bad one for Francesca but that too is on the short side. I don't think it's just me though as the lovely cotton hat that Jenny knitted for Sebastian is too short too. Maybe I just make children with long heads? Nah........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beret was so quick to knit and looks amazing and best of all it is made with some super chunky yarn that Elizabeth picked out for herself at the scrap store when we went during half term. She wants some flowers knitting to go over one eye and a scarf to match. She may have to wait a short while though as the Christmas knitting is going very very slowly at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel's tower building skills have improved today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvrX5oumFII/AAAAAAAACs8/1Mhx4aidVkU/s1600-h/100_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402868088169698434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvrX5oumFII/AAAAAAAACs8/1Mhx4aidVkU/s400/100_1060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A double tower. Give the boy a box of bricks and he will be happy for hours on end unless &lt;a href="http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2008/08/perils-of-duplo.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl (and now I'm not so little) I wanted to live in a symetrical house, you know, door in the middle, windows either side, white picket fence, roses round the door etc. Well, I live in an end of terrace that is far from symetrical, the door is to the left of a rather nice stained glass window and the upsatirs is double glazed and down isn't and it is lovely our house but not symetrical. While my children on the other hand..... I have managed to have two girls and two boys. I have a brown eyed girl (Elizabeth) and a blue eyed girl (Francesca) and Nathaniel's eyes are the brightest blue and Sebastian's seem to be the darkest brown. So a little bit of symetry there me thinks. See;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvrX5SO07nI/AAAAAAAACs0/XB_HOg9wyG8/s1600-h/100_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402868082130873970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvrX5SO07nI/AAAAAAAACs0/XB_HOg9wyG8/s400/100_1059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolatey brown eyes like his biggest sister and his Mummy. And look at his six week old chops, how I want to bite them!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-6531931602219059923?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-four-thousand-and-six-in-big-poorly.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvrX5y4uALI/AAAAAAAACtE/ur7PKQ0Lpg0/s72-c/100_1056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-1546453028150507962</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T20:44:52.900Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>folksy</category><title>Oh For Goodness Sake!</title><description>Blimey, we are ill! My poor daughters especially so. But because they have raised temperatures I cannot take them to see our doctor. We all have a rather nasty bug (to varying degrees) but I think Elizabteh also has a throat infection that would benefit from a course of anti-biotics (much as I dislike the things) but after answering lots of questions we now have a code number for tamiflu. I am not going to bother going to the swine flu tratment desk at the health centre. It's a virus. And just how many times have we been told as mothers of ill children that what they have is a virus and it will go away in 5 to 7 days. And how exactly can a diagnosis of swine flu be made using a tick sheet over the phone/internet?! We are doing the age old thing, lots of warm drinks, regular paracetamol and plenty of snuggles! Elizabeth is coming out the otherside already. I have no doubt that Francesca and Nathaniel will be back to usual by the end of the week too. I am not too concerned for Sebastian as he is getting homemade DaisieDavies antibodies every two hours (or more if he feels like it)! It's no wonder really that the number of cases of swine flu are so high if everyone who has a sore throat or headache is being given tamiflu! Oooooooooh, am ranting now, must stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, being stuck at home has enabled me to put some of these fab &lt;a href="http://www.folksy.com/items/93310-Wooden-Christmas-Buttons?shop=yes"&gt;christmas buttons&lt;/a&gt; in my shop;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvnKiGMrnWI/AAAAAAAACss/l3RWSnlU1QE/s1600-h/100_1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402571915135786338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvnKiGMrnWI/AAAAAAAACss/l3RWSnlU1QE/s400/100_1041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also managed to complete a very special custom order for a very special customer *waves at Laura with a silly grin* when the calpol has been effective and have managed to knit a little and Nathaniel managed to make a wonderful tower before the drugs started to wear off and he had to lay down again;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvnKhxrunuI/AAAAAAAACsk/_F7UKGOJWL4/s1600-h/100_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402571909628862178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvnKhxrunuI/AAAAAAAACsk/_F7UKGOJWL4/s400/100_1050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have discovered that it matters not the size of fevered child laying in your lap, you can still sew these;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvnKhnjUS6I/AAAAAAAACsc/-Exn5EYSIH4/s1600-h/100_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402571906909227938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvnKhnjUS6I/AAAAAAAACsc/-Exn5EYSIH4/s400/100_1049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know they don't yet have laces but lets not be too picky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you are all well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-1546453028150507962?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-for-goodness-sake.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvnKiGMrnWI/AAAAAAAACss/l3RWSnlU1QE/s72-c/100_1041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-7202972288858270464</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T22:11:15.016Z</atom:updated><title>Bargain!</title><description>Look at my new shoes, look, look, look;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvdAIMD0eOI/AAAAAAAACsU/g8GNWJRBj5Y/s1600-h/100_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401856787474577634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvdAIMD0eOI/AAAAAAAACsU/g8GNWJRBj5Y/s400/100_1015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A pound, yes £1, one whole British pound, one hundred pennies! That's 50p per foot (although Simon and Elizabeth have some theory that the right shoes is worth 65p and the left only 35p, I didn't ask them to explain as my brain already hurts)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?! I hardly could! Brilliant though and spangley and I love them :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's making you happy today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-7202972288858270464?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/bargain.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvdAIMD0eOI/AAAAAAAACsU/g8GNWJRBj5Y/s72-c/100_1015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-8150470495543976019</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T16:35:31.002Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sebastian</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Francesca</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>knitting</category><title>Actual Knitting!</title><description>Terrible photos again but real life, finished knitting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francesca's hat;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqd8nfIQI/AAAAAAAACsM/Nv_qnhfVi5g/s1600-h/100_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400284859658608898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqd8nfIQI/AAAAAAAACsM/Nv_qnhfVi5g/s400/100_1002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With love-heart shaped doo-dah on the top;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqc1BkIBI/AAAAAAAACsE/RNtF8Qmb8uw/s1600-h/100_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400284840440635410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqc1BkIBI/AAAAAAAACsE/RNtF8Qmb8uw/s400/100_1003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pattern is quick and simple but seems to knit up a little short. She could do with another inch to tuck her ears in! Sebastian seems to have the same trouble and isn't very happy about it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqcfCi5uI/AAAAAAAACr8/IOwKblbfRdw/s1600-h/100_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400284834539169506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqcfCi5uI/AAAAAAAACr8/IOwKblbfRdw/s400/100_1010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is more Christmas knitting on the go after a recent trrip to SAMS (scrap store) and some gifty type things on there way into the shop. Just need to find  a few more hours from somewhere......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqcXeFiqI/AAAAAAAACr0/RDuvBVkgwLY/s1600-h/100_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400284832507202210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqcXeFiqI/AAAAAAAACr0/RDuvBVkgwLY/s400/100_1005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-8150470495543976019?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/actual-knitting.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/SvGqd8nfIQI/AAAAAAAACsM/Nv_qnhfVi5g/s72-c/100_1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-4332306894417496321</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 07:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T08:22:28.131Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>me</category><title>This Is Me (again)!</title><description>I loved &lt;a href="http://ginaferrari.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gina&lt;/a&gt;'s comment on my last post, made me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Art-As-Therapy course we had eight weeks to work individually and as a group and look at ourselves from the past, talk about the present and think about ourselves of the future. For the beginning of the course I was huge and pregnant, full of hormones and tired, then I was huge, pregnant, full of hormones and fed up of still being pregnant. It was hard, I cried alot! We were a small group of varying ages and backgrounds and everyone was very supportive. I found my Friday afternoons a big comfort after a long week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a large canvas on which to do our self portrait, using any art medium we fancied. It took me  a long time to decide what I was, what I looked like. I am a thirty something, five foot something, with long dark hair, big brown eyes, a large milky chest (which isn't always milky but is always large), an abundance of freckles and usually dark bags under my eyes and snot (not mine) somewhere about my person. I didn't fancy painting her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about what I was, what I am. I am a mother. I am a wife. I am a house keeper. I keep all that I love safe. I am a big warm sphere that pulls all that is special into the centre and keeps it safe from harm. The darkness around me is the &lt;a href="http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/09/hole-in-meadow.html"&gt;holes&lt;/a&gt; that I frequently fall into (to varying degrees) and am always aware of even when they are far away. Probably a bit deep but it was a great experience and I feel better for it. I like the outcome and it will hang on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did a family tree exercise which isn't finished yet but will be.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-4332306894417496321?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-me-again.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-2669959733977911473</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 08:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T08:43:41.206Z</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>me</category><title>This Is Me!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Su1Jjyd1M_I/AAAAAAAACrs/x0n27wQgmj8/s1600-h/100_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399052407478236146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Su1Jjyd1M_I/AAAAAAAACrs/x0n27wQgmj8/s400/100_0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No, really! After many weeks of self analysis and exploration (not always comfortable or easy) this is my self portrait. Painted in acrylics on canvas. I quite like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-2669959733977911473?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-me.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Su1Jjyd1M_I/AAAAAAAACrs/x0n27wQgmj8/s72-c/100_0860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-526701995142304324</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 09:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T10:18:48.676Z</atom:updated><title>Managing And Failing</title><description>This week I have been trying to take a good picture of all my babies together for a Christmas gift (yes, it's that time of year again) and failing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0b4RFSII/AAAAAAAACrk/uqTinLllyGk/s1600-h/100_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398325494410463362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0b4RFSII/AAAAAAAACrk/uqTinLllyGk/s400/100_0955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Miserably!! The problem with there being four of them is that they don't look the right way/smile/not look like a nutcase all at the same time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did manage to make lovely pink buns;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0bubW26I/AAAAAAAACrc/hJSKn-KNZJ4/s1600-h/100_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398325491769203618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0bubW26I/AAAAAAAACrc/hJSKn-KNZJ4/s400/100_0959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And we had a great time sharing them with our friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to make a shoulder bag for my sister's birthday (but failed to take a good photo);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0bCcNpLI/AAAAAAAACrU/F96KcFZEYAs/s1600-h/100_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398325479961633970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0bCcNpLI/AAAAAAAACrU/F96KcFZEYAs/s400/100_0961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And a zippy pouch to go inside filled with yummy chocolates;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0a6XTo7I/AAAAAAAACrM/pLAK8t0Ozc0/s1600-h/100_0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398325477793571762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0a6XTo7I/AAAAAAAACrM/pLAK8t0Ozc0/s400/100_0960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed a lovely trip to Blackpool to see the lights. I even managed to take a good photo of the fancy tram;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0atSbCCI/AAAAAAAACrE/bTHGCcZF3_w/s1600-h/100_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398325474283423778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0atSbCCI/AAAAAAAACrE/bTHGCcZF3_w/s400/100_0993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been some slow but successful knitting, some button jewellery making by Elizabeth, a brillaint trip to SAMS for goodies for Christmas crafting and present making, some lazy half term holiday days, trips to the park and visits with friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mostly managing, which is good :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my failures are not too major; mostly failing to iron and wash the floors but managing to snuggle and read and be together which will do me for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-526701995142304324?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/10/managing-and-failing.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Suq0b4RFSII/AAAAAAAACrk/uqTinLllyGk/s72-c/100_0955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-5028936957145133009</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 13:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T14:22:41.421+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Francesca</category><title>Big Balls!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StxnrrSZYzI/AAAAAAAACq8/08Scp3RJiW4/s1600-h/100_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394300453734933298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StxnrrSZYzI/AAAAAAAACq8/08Scp3RJiW4/s400/100_0916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StxnrO1PYDI/AAAAAAAACq0/wZKPV8xNQSA/s1600-h/100_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394300446096449586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StxnrO1PYDI/AAAAAAAACq0/wZKPV8xNQSA/s400/100_0917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StxnqrdtCmI/AAAAAAAACqs/zPCr-j3KVJo/s1600-h/100_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394300436602489442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StxnqrdtCmI/AAAAAAAACqs/zPCr-j3KVJo/s400/100_0918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what did you think I meant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-5028936957145133009?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-balls.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StxnrrSZYzI/AAAAAAAACq8/08Scp3RJiW4/s72-c/100_0916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-6430676492900990328</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 17:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T19:04:36.449+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sebastian</category><title>Thank You (again)!!</title><description>A huge big thank you to Terri over at &lt;a href="http://purpleandpaisley.blogspot.com/"&gt;Purple&amp;amp;Paisley&lt;/a&gt; for the beautiful blanket she has crocheted for Sebastian;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StYQoiyBhVI/AAAAAAAACqk/vp3NemB4Q1M/s1600-h/100_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392515892540179794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StYQoiyBhVI/AAAAAAAACqk/vp3NemB4Q1M/s400/100_0892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colours are truer in this picture;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StYQoEGfYKI/AAAAAAAACqc/ZEjM60tYruQ/s1600-h/100_0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392515884304523426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StYQoEGfYKI/AAAAAAAACqc/ZEjM60tYruQ/s400/100_0895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is thick and soft and just so lovely and really special as it has been made with love and has travelled all the way from America!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much Terri :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-6430676492900990328?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you-again.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StYQoiyBhVI/AAAAAAAACqk/vp3NemB4Q1M/s72-c/100_0892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-4147405308703369982</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 11:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T12:29:27.721+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>walks</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sebastian</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Francesca</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Simon</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>park</category><title>And Rest....</title><description>The last two weeks seem to have been an endless round of sore nipples (although much better since the blisters peeled off), wet (and yellow) baby nappies, visitors, playgroups, art classes, training, school runs and ironing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we woke up to beautiful sunshine;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRh3_eLuQI/AAAAAAAACp0/n-EQH_HwB7w/s1600-h/100_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392042268428056834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRh3_eLuQI/AAAAAAAACp0/n-EQH_HwB7w/s400/100_0866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And set off for a walk in the woods&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhfQVKdDI/AAAAAAAACps/bwbyWS84Ne4/s1600-h/100_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392041843456898098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhfQVKdDI/AAAAAAAACps/bwbyWS84Ne4/s400/100_0864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spotted squirrels;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhe2sldCI/AAAAAAAACpk/vW-XHw3ab2Q/s1600-h/100_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392041836575814690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhe2sldCI/AAAAAAAACpk/vW-XHw3ab2Q/s400/100_0874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And crocodiles;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhebWZgcI/AAAAAAAACpc/gnjqhHPATiQ/s1600-h/100_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392041829234999746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhebWZgcI/AAAAAAAACpc/gnjqhHPATiQ/s400/100_0875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked over fences to see what we could see;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhd8pyDoI/AAAAAAAACpU/uwtY9JjWOoo/s1600-h/100_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392041820994801282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhd8pyDoI/AAAAAAAACpU/uwtY9JjWOoo/s400/100_0887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nosied in the river;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhdTSfgPI/AAAAAAAACpM/UQt_khtxMEA/s1600-h/100_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392041809891262706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRhdTSfgPI/AAAAAAAACpM/UQt_khtxMEA/s400/100_0889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely crisp day, wrapped up warm with a small boy strapped to my chest, a slightly bigger boy holding my hand, two lovely girls milling around (and holding hands when no one could see) and a lovely husband who occasionally got to hold my hand too :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some knitting on the go and the self portrait I have been creating through the Art-as-therapy group is nearly ready for the grand unveiling, christmas gifts have been thought about and half put into action so maybe I'll be back with something I have created, soon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-4147405308703369982?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-rest.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/StRh3_eLuQI/AAAAAAAACp0/n-EQH_HwB7w/s72-c/100_0866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6786226519125775102.post-5429320275414000234</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 20:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-09T21:25:12.671+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nathaniel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sebastian</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Elizabeth</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Francesca</category><title>Happiness Is.........</title><description>Four squeaky clean children happy and ready for bed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Ss-bbu_OP1I/AAAAAAAACpE/-LlkNQFSor8/s1600-h/100_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390698179757752146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Ss-bbu_OP1I/AAAAAAAACpE/-LlkNQFSor8/s400/100_0845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night, Daisie xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6786226519125775102-5429320275414000234?l=daisiedavies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://daisiedavies.blogspot.com/2009/10/happiness-is.html</link><author>daisiedavies@gmail.com (Daisie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yl4Ch8PIvs0/Ss-bbu_OP1I/AAAAAAAACpE/-LlkNQFSor8/s72-c/100_0845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item></channel></rss>