if you go down to the woods today..
Only five days to the wedding! More importantly, only five days to the lake district! I will have the opportunity to play house, and cook and dust and clean to my heart's content. Ideally, Mr C would be out at work thus giving me the opportunity to watch some daytime TV and catch up with similarly leisured pals, and would then return forthwith (IF that's what I mean) to a cup of tea and slippers by the fire (he WAS born in the 70s). However we can't have everything.
Anyway, so I have been pondering for weeks, or is it months, whether to get a picnic basket or a rucksack. Mr C says rucksack, because he can carry it with ease on long hikes, but then he has no poetry in his soul. I prefer a lovely hamper, so I can feel like I'm Ethel in the William books, with her swain, sat beside the river. In the end I bought a hamper which was be-yoo-tiful, all shiny conker brown and woven with two handles to swing it by jauntily. But then, I bought the rucksack because it's insulated and quite Famous Five.
So now that that decision's done with, I'd like to know what people think I should pack for the picnic. All suggestions welcome, the more literary allusions the better! I'll start you off: raspberry cordial as in Anne of Green Gables (she got Diana drunk on it) .
6 Comments:
What!!! what r u on bout ur livin in the olden times books when kids played in green fields and cars where virtually non-existent meanwhile trying to keep up your EVIL EMPIRE!!!!! one dhula bhai at a time.neway i wish u all d best 4 ur "honeymoon" awww ur getting married now its not the same when i was 4 and we lived in the same house and played in the field!!!! now ur all grown up 'sniffle' (btw. my pyramid idea rules and bagguettes r a gr8 idea with cheese and coleslaw :)
- ginger beer and boiled eggs a la famous five
- potted meat sandwiches like Noddy
Have a great one!
potted meat sounds foul.
Ginger beer, still fresh lemonade or pink lemonade in lovely glass bottles.
Erm, cucumber sandwiches, what else? sausage rolls and frozen yoghurt.
Fried kippers a la Malory Towers Midnight Feasts.
Tins of pineapple as well, methinks.
Newly made cream and newly made honey with fresh baked bread.
Juicy and ripe tomotoes fried for breakfast with fried bread and hard boiled eggs.
Smack!
Why would you want to be like Ethel? That pouting vain big sister of a hard-done by little brother...
Ah. I see why now.
Blog, my little flower fairy...
Now you're a lady of leisure, I'm sure you have plenty to say!
You might comment upon the number of couples...I might reply with the size of the room...
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