A busy weekend coming up for me! The Lovely Melanie is off to Swindon for a hen party – they’re all dressed as pirates, so if you’re in Swindon and see some scurvy (but oddly sexy) dogs swashbuckling their way across the town…that’s my girl!
Tomorrow, we’re planning to go down to Croydon for some free festival thing there (the Croydon Summer Festival). It feels quite ambitious, as Croydon’s nowhere near Bexley and it’ll be me in charge of both the girls at once – anything could happen really!
Important that “childless” bit, since one or two sadly can at times be, ahem, unhelpful where the girls are involved: just trying to get a firm commitment from them to be at a certain place a certain time is frequently beyond them. In the old days this was an annoyance rather than a problem, but when you add the girls into the equation it rapidly becomes quite a loud, tiring, antisocial, double-barreled problem.
And getting to Croydon will involve two trains and a tram, so let’s see what the weather gives us and how we feel in the morning… I’m having nightmarish visions of being alone, two hours from home via train and tram, with no nappies, no milk, a tired Millie and a grumpy, hungry eBub…
Sunday will be easier, I hope, since I’m getting some back-up in the form of me old mate Nik (and, importantly, his car) with a still somewhat vague plan to take the girls and me to somewhere called Goodnestone Park Gardens.
If it’ll get us out of the house and give the girls something interesting to see and do then I’m all for it!