Never one for impulse, Guy informed me after we’d waved both our boys off on the school French trip, that he had taken some days off work & booked a hotel for us so let’s get home quick & pack the bags!
Just in case…
So here we are at The Langdale Hotel in The Lake District. Guy knows I’m a stickler for attention to detail & it was great to arrive in a hotel room to find the toilet rolls folded to a point & a golf umbrella available in case we need to pop across to the swimming pool in a rain shower. There were even bath robes on the bed wrapped in beautiful silver bags.
Pillow talk & a bath robe
Guy walking towards Great Langdale
A warming glass of mulled wine
Today we walked in bright February sunshine from Great Langdale to Little Langdale Valley via The Three Shires Inn. It was a lowland ramble with breathtaking views of snow-capped hills. It’s been so long sinceGuy & I took some time out together, just the two of us. I even found that I wasn’t thinking about Simon, I was just enjoying Guy’s attention & not even a humongous period to spoil it.
Perhaps it was the two pints of landlord’s finest that Guy had just enjoyed in The Three Shires or my glass of spice-laden mulled wine but we skipped back to the hotel hand in hand at a quickening pace, fumbling with excitement to open the door to our room with one of those key card things.
When, eventually, we got in, Guy thought we should avail ourselves of the comfortable bed & bath robes. Honestly, he couldn’t even wait until after we’d been for our meal. Guy did look handsome with his hairy chest poking out the top of the robe and it hid his expanding girth very nicely too – although I do draw the line at a medallion. He was pretty complimentary about me too – it’s been quite some time since we both grabbed some afternoon delight!
Brrr! I hope you are managing to stay cosy. I’m keeping warm with lashings of hot steamy cocoa, even managed to burn my tongue yesterday so there’ll be no French kissing from me for a while. I do wish the boys would take their snowy boots off before they come into the house; they make such a mess – even had to tell Guy off about it yesterday.
The weather has meant that this week’s meeting of the Upper Welford Greenhouse & Garden’s Society was cancelled. The committee decided it was too hazardous for our elderly members to make their way along the icy pavements on a dark evening plus the boiler in the village hall was playing up.
It means of course that not only shall I have to wait until another time to hear speaker Mr Gordon Balmer on Prune Your Exotics but also that I’ll miss my fortnightly dose of gorgeous committee member Simon & the remaining strands of his hair silhouetted in the slide projector.
Conversely, there’s been signs of new growth in my garden as the winter aconites have started to peep through the receding snowline. Soon will follow the snowdrops & the hope that Spring and all its brightness will soon be with us.
At ‘Team Celia’ we are also waiting for our lovely camera & editing expert Shirley, who anytime now is due to give birth. Lots of hugs & best wishes & I’ll keep you posted on that. Just below is Shirley & the rest of Team Celia in a short video put together from various clips by Rachel’s daughter Rosie.
It’s always a bit of a low point when you reach this grey, miserable, post Christmas time of year & the reality of just how many Celebrations you ate over Christmas starts to hit home. Everywhere you turn there’s pressure on you to metamorphose on Jan 1st from your chrysalis into something bright & beautiful: ‘a new you’. Perhaps I’d just rather accept my limitations.
Still there was a little brightness to the day when, driving through the village after dropping the boys off at school, I saw the delectable Simon on his usual morning stroll from the newsagent. We gave each other a little wave. I did wonder about stopping the car, winding the window down & offering him a lift but I didn’t want him to catch me without my barely nude foundation. And besides, as we were only 50 yards from his home, I didn’t want to appear too keen.
The object of my desire
‘Cleaning the boy’s bedroom dispelled my romantic notions’
What with the excitement of seeing Simon, especially with his bald head fully exposed to the elements, my hot flush had worked to boiling point by the time I arrived home on the drive. A calming cup of tea & a couple of Jaffa Cakes were in order. Then cleaning the boys’ bedrooms soon dispelled all romantic notions. You should have seen what I found under James’ bed especially after his girlfriend came to stay over New Year (supposedly sleeping in another bedroom!)
The house seems so empty with the boys back to school; they’ve both got important exams this year; Julian has GCSEs & James has ‘A’ levels. James has just got an offer from Cambridge. It all means extra pressure for me of course – on top of everything else. It’s a good job I’ve got Guy, my ever dependable & reliable husband. What would I do without him?
I write this from the settee with a large box of chocs; I’m on my own in the house this afternoon whilst my two boys are with their mates & hubby Guy still at work before breaking up for Christmas. I’ve just had a rather surreal experience at this morning’s aquafit as we burnt off our calories to the worst ever technopop cover version of Christmas songs then dived into a box of Celebrations brought along by our trainer, Kerry.
I have been having great deliberations about whether to send Simon a Christmas card. We are after all acquaintances through the Upper Welford Greenhouse & Garden Society so hopefully his wife won’t suspect any ulterior motives, hopefully just thinks I’m being neighbourly. So with heart pounding , I strode up Simon’s garden path, not even stopping to admire the Viburnum Tinus in his border, posted my festive greetings through his door & scuttled back though the gate.
Shirley edits ep2
This last few weeks I have been very excited by the introduction of my Celiatime49 YouTube channel thanks to Kris at The Legend of Skippy. In the coming weeks we hope to upload all sorts of snippets, outtakes, uploads & new episodes as we film & edit the series of Celia films. Listenupnorth has just had a big edit session with Shirley & we hope to bring you episode 2 soon. Here’s a GUEST REVIEW by ElementaryVWatson of how 2012 has gone for listenupnorth.
Anyway, Guy’s presents are still to wrap so I suppose I’d better get round to it before he comes through the door in need of a large gin & tonic. So I’ll wish you a fantastic Christmas – whatever that may mean to you.
I am absolutely thrilled this week that celiatime.com has been included on the mumsnet.com bloggers’ network list. With mumsnet I never feel that I am just a housewife; not only is mumsnet the UK’s busiest social network for parents (7m visitors per month) but it is also a great supporter of women’s issues.
And the winners of Celia’s Beautiful Blogger Awards goes to…
It is part of the condition of acceptance that in turn I give the award to 7 other blogs which I think worthy of the award and whose blogs are definitely worth a follow. Not surprisingly, with my romantic scribblings for magazines such as Afternoon Tea Companion & Celia – The Film, writers’ & filmmakers’ blogs have strongly influenced my choice. But I am also paying tribute to other talented individuals whose ideas have helped me along the way to claim the title of ‘Upper Welford’s Domestic Goddess’
After much deliberation, here goes in no particular order (rustle of golden envelope):
Recording the winning entries of our romantic short story competition
‘Their eyes met as he gazed over the bloody entrails of the operating table‘
‘Having just completed my latest romantic short story to Twinset & Tweeds magazine, (a tale of suppressed passion under surgical gowns), one might say that such excitement had precipitated a hot flush but I put it down to the central heating which was going full tilt thanks to the subzero temp outside.
I had just pressed the send button, whetting my appetite for a little more afternoon purple prose, when listenupnorth arrived to record the winning entries of my recent ‘wildly romantic’ short story competition; these had been announced in my last blog post From Petals to Poundstretcher.
Whilst listenupnorth got on with arranging the microphone, I had a little practice to get my voice warmed up. All that recording wizardry is beyond me but Guy would have been most impressed with her range of equipment.
It was great fun reading the stories out – tales of a princess & a bit of rough (The Morning Read by David Graham Ward), a holiday romance where one member of the hotel staff is not all that he seems (Fulfillment by Irene Styles) & unrequited love between a boss & the office temp (The Dreamer by Agnes Frain)
We recorded all 3 stories as audio files which will soon be available to listen online or download at listenupnorth.com , but in the meantime here’s a little taster from Fulfillment:
We all need a bit of retail therapy on occasions. Preparing for episode 3, I needed a makeover to reflect my new found confidence (to find out why you’ll have to wait & watch ep3 when it’s released!). Therefore I needed no further excuse to head for the shops.
I am also very pleased to announce
The winners of the Celia Romantic Story Writing Competition:
First: The Morning Read by David Graham Ward
Second: Fulfillment by Irene Styles
Third: The Dreamer by Agnes Frain
The winning entries will shortly be available to listen online or download from listenupnorth.com
And the Runners Up:
A Holy Passion by Amabel Craig
Making Things Happen and A Woman’s Dilemma by Margaret Nesbitt