Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Placecard

This is a very quick illegal post from the depths of a Devon farm... luckily enough we have lovely cousins near to the cottage who have a wifi connection and under the pretense of setting up the laptop for Mum to send some emails I thought I'd put together a quick post.

Not quite the trip we were planning, we ate something very dodgy at a restaurant on the way down and contracted food poisoning which put us under for two days... the spud didn't share in the veggieburger joy and so has been full of beans, not perhaps what one needs when one is ill but at least he was full of beans and not losing them from both ends...

Today has dawned sunny and warm and gastric-upset free and we are resting as much as possible and trying to contact our loved ones to let them know we are still alive and well - with no reliable phone signal here either we've been rather incommunicado. Well, we can get a reliable phone signal but you have to leave the cottage and go and stand by the cow pasture which when one is still in one's pajamas and running a fever is not the greatest option in the world.

Here we are though and today is lovely. We went to a local farmers market and I was suddenly catapaulted back to my childhood - nothing it seems has changed about Devon farmers markets in the last 30 years. The effect was exacerbated by the bookstall, filled with old Enid Blyton books, Paddington bear, Whiskey Galore and various moth-eaten old tomes which haven't seen the light of day for many a year... the sudden intrusion of the South Beach Diet alerted me to the fact that I am in fact over 40 and where is my son again?

Anyway, time to run so that Mum can send some emails and I can go and introduce the spud to the horses. He can reliably say the word 'Cow' now, something which is bound to be very useful up in London.

Hey ho.

8 comments:

DJ Kirkby said...

I would never of thought you could get food poisoning from a veggie burger! Glad Spud escaped the stomach upset and you had help with him while you were examining the inside of their toilets!

Jen said...

Have you seen the movie The Holiday? I thought that movie exaggerated the quaintness of England, but it's true, isn't it?
Sorry to hear about the food poisoning - groan.

Anonymous said...

Sparx - I still have all the Enid Blyton books (some of them have your name in them) that were passed on to me. Nothing takes me back quite like they do. Wish we were there with you - we'll have another trip to Devon one of these years, with cousins galore, I hope. Rest up. xo Rose

Michelle said...

It's amazing how certain sights, smells, and places can take us right back to childhood. Hope Spud enjoys meeting all the farm animals!

Elsie Button said...

my god sparx, you are one hardy lady... you sound so relaxed and chipper about the fact you and your mum have been so ill AND with a toddler to look after. my hat goes off to you. i would be a pathetic mess i am sure...
Hope the rest of the holiday was FANTASTIC!!

Anonymous said...

Do you know how much I love the idea of you sneaking off to get your Wi-Fi fix? A lot, that's how much.

Food poisoning is never fun, especially with small people. I do remember a time when I was drafted in to help my newly-home uncle look after his 2-year-old, and both of us contracted tonsilitis-and-stomach-bug. Frankly, a nightmare.

Sue said...

Enjoy your rural idyll! And bring back pics.

Come to think of it, where else would you find a spud but in a farm? Makes sense, that.

Sparx said...

DJ - thanks! I'm guessing the poisoning came from whatever grill they used at BK to cook the burger on... I thought we were safe too!

Jen - no, haven't seen it... but bits of ye olde are still pretty quaint. Most of them are just like everywhere else though...

Rose - you have all those books! That's so cool, I thought we'd left them behind when we moved! That's so cool, I hope your girls get to read and enjoy them too!

Michelle - it's really true - and thanks, I think he did!

Elsie - oh, you'd be just fine you're resilient as all get out! Mind you I can imagine Betty terrorising the animals to her heart's content...

Raz - OMG, you've been there too! It is unbelievably hard work, they're so active and busy when all you want to do is die into your duvet!

Sue - indeed it does... although now I might have to rename him 'piglet'...!