How safe is safe?

Last weekend I was on my way home and realised due to the Notting Hill Carnival that my usual route would not work.

I instead diverted and took the Hammersmith and City line. When I got on the train I thought there looked to be a lot of police. When I took a full 360 degree sweep of the carriage I realised there were not a lot, but a prodigious pack of police.

The ones I could see I counted... 42

Never before has the tube felt quite so safe.

Oh WOW!!

Tonight I made a mad dash straight from work to the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden to see the Guangdong Acrobatic Troupe of China perform Swan Lake.

Boy am I glad I made it!

I think I just had one of the best nights entertainment I have had in as long as I can remember - but that may not mean much as my memory seems to be shot as a result of sleep deprivation...

But anyway, this was truly incredible.

I cannot hide my surprise when it comes to Swan Lake being performed by a bunch of rollerskating, juggling, trampolining, unicycling, pirouetting, flying, tightrope walking, acrobatic Chinese folk.

I could sit through it again - preferabley after a good night sleep though.

Words defy me right now...





When was the last time you saw someone standing en pointe on someone elses head? Or indeed performing a pirouette on afore mentioned head. The last time you saw four men dancing on their hands for several minutes (they can apparently do 30 minutes...!!) while dressed as frogs...? What about several men riding unicycles in time to Tchaikovsky while balancing the odd ballerina on his shoulders.

I saw it all plus more and loved every moment of it!!

My birthday wish

OK so it's several weeks late, but on my birthday I wanted to go out and take photos. I arranged to meet Teresa at London Bridge and we wandered up the Southbank observing and snapping all the sights of interest.





We stopped off along the way at Giraffe to eat, then went on our merry way again.



I had a fantastic time and ought to do it more often. It surprises me how often I can go to the same places in London and still see things that I haven't seen before. Unfortunately I started working with triplets the next day so I haven't had time to look at these photos until today. Will attempt to get some more on Flickr one day soon!

Coffee and cake

It's been an incredibley tough couple of days. (More on Maternity Nurse Diary... soon...)

Today I had a chance to escape the house and get out for a walk with two of the three and as it was raining and thundering and flashing massive lightenings, I went into a cafe and ordered a coffee and small chocolate slice. Quite delicious too.

I left the cafe and bumped into Daddy with baby No3 so we walked back toward home together. He suggested a coffee so I obliged (as you do) and ordered another coffee. He then suggested I try a macaroon so I obliged again (having never tried a genuine French macaroon). I choose the chocolate one of course

An hour or so later I was feeling very light headed and couldn't stop talking. I have learned my lesson - until next time - that one very tired person mixed with 2 strong black coffees and 2 chocolate delicacies make for a very enthusiatic couple of hours.

Not feeling quite so enthusiastic now though...

Joy of Socks

I thought this ought to go on the personal blog rather then the maternity one as simply could not resist using this as a title.

This morning we bathed the boys and put them in clean outfits and these ones were ones without feet so we had to put socks on instead. Being tiny little babies with nothing more then chicken sized legs, we are having trouble keeping theirs socks on.

After their last feed I picked up one baby and his sock fell off and then another and the same thing so I picked up the sock and exclaimed 'Oh my goodness - the joy of socks!!'

Not til afer saying it did I realise just how close it sounded very close to a very famous title from the 70's...

It's my birthday...

...and to celebrate I'm about to embark on 12 weeks of looking after new triplets!

I'm sitting at home now awaiting the call - STOP - the call just came in and I'm off in an hour!

Wish me luck and don't expect me to be coherent in the next 12 weeks...

xx

From the mouths of babes

Ages ago, I sent an email out to some telling the story of a mum,dad and little boy who got on a double decker bus and rode on the top deck near enough for me hear their conversation.

I was reminded of this the other day and though it ought to be added here...

The boy was so excited about being on the top deck and he was looking down at all the people and cars and making comments about how small everything was. He said the mummies looked like little girls and the daddies looked the same size as him.

His mother looked out the window and said she could see all the bald patches on peoples heads from up here.

The boy turned to his mother and said "where are all the boiled heads?"