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Christmas lights, my birthday cakes, cuddly pets, roses and an early caravan break to
N. London.
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   Abigail's Page 44

December 2017
to February 2018
 

 

Welcome back to my pages. They are all about us I'm afraid but Mummy and Daddy are using them as a photo album so please bear that in mind if you ask yourself the question "Why on earth have they posted that?"! Daddy is still playing catch up hence it's now February and he is posting a picture (or three) about Christmas.

You may remember that Woburn, our half Bengal cat went missing and that we are fostering Marble for a few months. It's taken a while to learn all about her as she is a quiet but playful cat who sometimes disgraces herself. Mummy left the fridge door open as she unloaded the shopping......

In Marble's words: My favourite person is the girl as she always asks where I am when ever she comes in or from upstairs and she won't go to bed until she has given me a cuddle. And, she gives me small bits of warm chicken. Naughty but nice. Actually, the lady is my favourite as she talks to me lots and allows me to snuggle down on her when she gets up and I pummel her dressing gown. To be honest, the man is my favourite as he allows me to play rough with his hand and arm. Well, he started it you see by tickling my tummy. How undignified is that? I call it revenge for when he twitches his feet as I walk by which makes me do a little jump; sort of a hop, skip and a jump really but it does amuse them. Simpletons!

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Suddenly it's 2018 and time for our New Year walk and cafe visit. Like last year, we ended up at Walton on the Naze. Nanny and Great Uncle Alec came with us but they did a shorter walk on the cliff top.

Daddy's Uncle Alec lives 17 miles away and he lost his his wife of 61 years in December, so we have been visiting him lots. He gave the roses (below) to Mummy from Great Auntie Eva's coffin which Mummy turned into this display.

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And so to our latest mini adventure: caravanning in February in north London. We stayed on a site in the Lee Valley, close to the River Lee navigation. The weather was cold, sunny, wet, windy with hail as we arrived. Daddy said it was because we were too close to Tottenham Hale which I didn't understand until we walked alongside the canal to a place called Tottenham Hale. He thinks he's so funny.

We always take a piccy of where we stay. Note the blue sky (it won't last) and the camping pods behind us. Mummy took lots of photos so here are a few views of the Lee Valley, Tottenham Hale, Edmonton and one of the nature reserves.

You lookin' at me?

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Still on the Christmas theme, we visited Audley End House in Saffron Walden in December as they had turned a large part of the grounds into a fantastic illuminated area. The two photos here don't do it justice. The tree spoke to us and told us a brief history of the estate.

 

 

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Mummy as per usual took lots of photos, despite the gloomy cold weather. I think the seagulls agree about the weather.

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Daddy called me a spoilt brat because Mummy made me two birthday cakes this year. The one with the candles was for my actual birthday and the other one we took to Go Bananas where I had my birthday party with all my girl friends from my class. The icing was made by a company who will create a cake topping from a photo. Neat! The centre part shows Doggie and Gobi, (see below.)

 

I've had Doggy all my life and Gobi since Christmas. Daddy bought me a book called "Finding Gobi" which I loved. Here is a review of the book.

In 2016, Dion Leonard, a seasoned ultramarathon runner, unexpectedly stumbled across a little stray dog while competing in a gruelling 155 mile race across the Gobi Desert. The lovable pup, who earned the name ‘Gobi’, proved that what she lacked in size, she more than made up for in heart, as she went step for step with Dion over the treacherous Tian Shan Mountains, managing to keep pace with him for nearly 80 miles.

As Dion witnessed the incredible determination of this small animal, he felt something change within himself. In the past he had always focused on winning and being the best, but his goal now was simply to make sure that his new friend was safe, nourished and hydrated. Although Dion did not finish first, he felt he had won something far greater and promised to bring Gobi back to the UK for good to become a new addition to his family. This was the start of a journey neither of them would ever forget with a roller coaster ride of drama, grief, heartbreak, joy and love that changed their lives forever.

Finding Gobi is the ultimate story of hope, of resilience and of friendship, proving once again, that dogs really are ‘man’s best friend.’

Gobi now lives in Edinburgh and I follow her on Instagram.

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More of Mummy's pictures from the Lee Valley.

We found a small cafe at  Stonebridge lock. The sun was warm enough for us to able to sit outside with our bacon rolls.



 

On the left is China Town in London as they prepare for the New Year celebrations for the year of the dog. We went to London to see 42nd Street at the Theatre Royal in Drury Lane for a second time. The first time was the day after Boxing Day when we went by coach with Nanny as a Christmas treat from her. I enjoyed it so much I really had to see it again. This time we sat even closer to the front. Magnificent!

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Finally, here is one corner of my playhouse, or should I say Daddy's playhouse? It's taken him ages to get anything done, but the buildings do have lights. The track still needs blasting (that's ballasting - Dad) Whatever! At church we have a Crafty Creations group once a month on a Saturday and he brings things along to build while we make cards, photo albums and so on. Last week I made a wreath from material. They serve lovely bacon rolls too. The cafe is open on another Saturday with a bouncy castle for the youngsters. I was the first person to try it out when it was delivered!

Well, that's about all. I'm sure I've forgotten something of significance, but never mind, there's always my next posting.

Lots of love from all of us.

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