Blundells' Year Away
Day 39 & 40 - New Baby and Girls' Night Out
Days 39 & 40 - Mon & Tues, 18-19 January 2010
Little Baby finally arrived. My niece Sam had her bambino last night. He is called Liam and was 7lbs 15. Everything went very well, which is great and I am sure to be posting a pic of him soon. My half-sister, Granny Lu, is thrilled to pieces to have a wee little one to cuddle again.
The world has finally swung into a staid routine. After weeks of exciting travel and wonderful experiences we're back to school and work. I've been working on the final edit of Book Three with a view to starting Book Four in a week's time. So blog could potentially be very boring unless you're fascinated with typos.
The children have settled into week three of their new school and loving it. And why wouldn't they? Elliot and Lucas have both been guests at classmate's homes for playdates. And Francesca and Connor spent yesterday on a school excursion - here it's called a field trip - and they went skiing! Just for the day, a mountain as good as Baw Baw in facilities but with better conditions. Cesy saw a pic of a Quebec ski resort with the skier stopping, a flurry of powder shooshing up just like out of any ski brochure. 'I did that yesterday mum,' she said in excitement. My little skier has developed the love of powder all ready. I guess that means she's hooked. And, much to our pride, during the ski assessment, our guys were top of the school. The other little Ontarians don't ski that often it would seem. So our guys skied with their teachers while the other children had to go into lessons. Connor LOVED his new board, bindings and boots. We are going to have to ski a lot this year to make sure we get to walk past a lot of ski rental queues and not have to line up for an hour so we can justify all the new ski gear.
Ian's just back from a run. When he's not working while the kids are at school he takes himself off on ten km runs around the city. It really is the best way to familiarise yourself with a town. He goes in a different direction each time. He just went through Forest Hill which is one of Toronto's most beautiful suburbs. Old and elegant, the architecture here is every bit as stylish as London yet somehow without the shabby of London.
Then last night I was lucky enough to be included in a very fun girls' night. Steph, Cyn, Katie and hairdresser Damian. It was a hoot. Lovely people, really relaxed and down to earth. Very comical. And many great stories to hear and ops to take notes. I heard a tremendous yarn about a dreadful woman that just has to make it into a novel!
The houses that I've been lucky enough to be invited to since we arrived are too divine. There is definitely a style particular to this region that you don't see anywhere else. It's very elegant, perhaps Parisienne, it's modern without minimalist, yet harks back to bygone eras but without seeming old fashioned. Divine antiques in contemporary fabrics, a delightful mix of gentlemen's club and royal court ladies' boudoir merge together perfectly. It's all very aesthetic and divine. I am in visual heaven here - from snow-capped fences, to black tree boughs against white sky to silk in raspberry and mint it's all delicious.
Mr McKenzie told me this morning that Francesca has a tremendous constitution and holds herself very tall. I don't think he meant her posture so that made us proud.
Elliot told Lucas repeatedly this morning that he had a hot dog face and that made him screech really loudly really early so that made us very annoyed.
Little Baby finally arrived. My niece Sam had her bambino last night. He is called Liam and was 7lbs 15. Everything went very well, which is great and I am sure to be posting a pic of him soon. My half-sister, Granny Lu, is thrilled to pieces to have a wee little one to cuddle again.
The world has finally swung into a staid routine. After weeks of exciting travel and wonderful experiences we're back to school and work. I've been working on the final edit of Book Three with a view to starting Book Four in a week's time. So blog could potentially be very boring unless you're fascinated with typos.
The children have settled into week three of their new school and loving it. And why wouldn't they? Elliot and Lucas have both been guests at classmate's homes for playdates. And Francesca and Connor spent yesterday on a school excursion - here it's called a field trip - and they went skiing! Just for the day, a mountain as good as Baw Baw in facilities but with better conditions. Cesy saw a pic of a Quebec ski resort with the skier stopping, a flurry of powder shooshing up just like out of any ski brochure. 'I did that yesterday mum,' she said in excitement. My little skier has developed the love of powder all ready. I guess that means she's hooked. And, much to our pride, during the ski assessment, our guys were top of the school. The other little Ontarians don't ski that often it would seem. So our guys skied with their teachers while the other children had to go into lessons. Connor LOVED his new board, bindings and boots. We are going to have to ski a lot this year to make sure we get to walk past a lot of ski rental queues and not have to line up for an hour so we can justify all the new ski gear.
Ian's just back from a run. When he's not working while the kids are at school he takes himself off on ten km runs around the city. It really is the best way to familiarise yourself with a town. He goes in a different direction each time. He just went through Forest Hill which is one of Toronto's most beautiful suburbs. Old and elegant, the architecture here is every bit as stylish as London yet somehow without the shabby of London.
Then last night I was lucky enough to be included in a very fun girls' night. Steph, Cyn, Katie and hairdresser Damian. It was a hoot. Lovely people, really relaxed and down to earth. Very comical. And many great stories to hear and ops to take notes. I heard a tremendous yarn about a dreadful woman that just has to make it into a novel!
The houses that I've been lucky enough to be invited to since we arrived are too divine. There is definitely a style particular to this region that you don't see anywhere else. It's very elegant, perhaps Parisienne, it's modern without minimalist, yet harks back to bygone eras but without seeming old fashioned. Divine antiques in contemporary fabrics, a delightful mix of gentlemen's club and royal court ladies' boudoir merge together perfectly. It's all very aesthetic and divine. I am in visual heaven here - from snow-capped fences, to black tree boughs against white sky to silk in raspberry and mint it's all delicious.
Mr McKenzie told me this morning that Francesca has a tremendous constitution and holds herself very tall. I don't think he meant her posture so that made us proud.
Elliot told Lucas repeatedly this morning that he had a hot dog face and that made him screech really loudly really early so that made us very annoyed.
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