Edinburgh and Stuff

Almost 2 weeks ago we went to the Edinburgh festival to hang out with with our super fun comedian friends who are staying there all month. It was really our last chance to live the student life style for a few days before becoming the kind of people who carry wet wipes with them at all times, and invest money in invisible things like life insurance and pensions. Thinking about it though, maybe students and parents have more in common than you think, they both survive on too little sleep and they both turn a blind eye to crisps on the floor.

Edinburgh festival is really fun there are 1000s of shows and lots of them are free, (we went to 10 shows in two days and they were all free.) We saw a lot of our friends shows, and we really do have some super talented and funny friends. We saw some other shows too. We came back singing the songs from Kris Foster's album, he's a Lancashire comedian who wears a leopard suit for no reason and writes songs about Vimto, and taxidermy, and that situation that you sometimes find yourself in.... when you need to make two brews and you only have one tea bag. I respect people who write songs about things people don't normally write about. There are way to many songs about love, and I don't think I'm the only one who has run out of tea bags more times than I have been in love.

Since coming back I have been making the baby's room, so far I have painted the floor and one wall and been to ikea but not actually made the ikea stuff up yet. Here I am testing a few colours in my pyjamas. With hindsight the second coat was not really the time to start testing out different shades but I have an unconventional approach to decorating. When it's all finished I'll put up some photos.

Happy 57th Birthday to my Dad. We went to surprise him for the day while he was on holiday in the Yorkshire dales. The great thing about being 28 and having parents in their 50s is that we're at that nice point in life where neither of us are burdening each other, financially or emotionally. I've managed to get over all my teenage issues before they have started having old people problems, I hope to have at least another decade of that.

And last but not least...exciting news!! We have a nephew called Reuben born yesterday! Massive congrats to Dan's sister Bethany and husband Nick. Hopefully we'll get to visit soon and then I can dedicate a whole blog post to him.

The Adventures of Bumpy

Bumpy (the name we have temporarily given to our unborn child) has been on a few adventures recently. I guess because I've been on a few adventures and it's inside me. Yes I'm like a russian doll, but a bit of a crap one because there isn't a baby inside my baby. Although if my baby is a girl then the eggs that will hopefully be half of our future grandchildren are already inside our baby's ovaries.  So that's pretty cool.

This year we decided on a very opposite holiday to last year's cycle to Kuwait. We decided to do something relaxing and to stay in England in case we needed the NHS.  So we booked 6 nights in a B&B farmhouse with a swimming pool in Cornwall. We then kept adding extra days to complicate things, so we ended up going to Cornwall via my parents in Coventry, friends in Wiltshire and a campsite in Devon.

So here are some things bumpy has been getting up to:

Going on a rope swing.

Sleeping in a horse box, that my friend Josh is making into his house.

Being licked by a horse on a day trip to Lundy Island off the coast of Devon.

Swimming in a rock pool.

Breaking the law.

 We have this really cool book called 'wild swimming' that has lots of suggestions of nice places to swim (that's how we knew about the cool rock pool place.) So on our way back from holiday we looked in the book for places near the M5 that we could stop off at and we found this lovely quarry. Unfortunately since the book was written there must have been an accident here and the police have decided to put an end to everyone's fun by putting up boring signs. They could have just put up a sign saying 'be a bit careful' or 'don't jump in if you're drunk or can't swim' but that's not really their style.

I didn't want to let a sign get in the way of fun, so I weighed up the risk of danger... (I can swim, there was no current and Dan is a qualified life guard so low risk) and the risk of getting caught...this concerned me a bit more but it would only be a fine, they're hardly going to imprison me. My motto for life is "better sorry than safe" so I decided it was worth it. There was no one around when I got in, but then some walkers appeared making comments like "it says no swimming" and more offensively "that's how natural selection works".... "well ha ha to you because I'm already pregnant" is what I didn't say in reply.

I will leave you with some bump art. I wonder which face Bumpy will end up looking most like.