Thailand here I come...

    It's only three weeks until we go on our Thailand trip, and I'm pretty excited about it. I'm collecting good advice from anyone who has been, so would be happy to have any Thailand Tips you may want to share with me, please! Son, who has been to Thailand twice, has a very laid-back approach to travel  generally, and recommends just relaxing and enjoying it, We are going to a five-star resort on Koh Samui, so I don't imagine there's much to fear really. I asked my Doctor about vaccinations etc, and she suggested taking the risk of Malaria pretty seriously (and who am I to disagree). However, there are various points of view, and some friends have suggested that I should simply spray thoroughly (with DEET).  rather than take pills. And of course it depends which area of Thailand one is going to. I'm going to see the Practice Nurse this week, so that should be sorted one way or another. As for clothes, everyone says take very few clothes and very light things because it is so hot, pretty obvious I know, but I'm sure Daughter will be taking the  biggest suitcase she can lay hands on!  Anyway, please do pass on any info, it would be much appreciated.
    This has been a lovely weekend, familywise, if not weatherwise. Son and his Girlfriend came down on Friday (a belated Mothers' Day celebration) and we all had dinner here. The main course was bought and cooked by Son and Girlfriend, nibbles etc came courtesy of Daughter, and her Boyfriend brought the wine. I made dessert (actually I made one and bought one), so it was truly a joint effort, and very nice too. Grandson supplied the entertainment (he usually does) and we all had a really great evening. Saturday was fun too, though the weather was awful - very cold and rainy for a change. We went to a VegFest in Hove Town Hall which was just awful - the food didn't taste of much, though I'm sure it was very worthy, and the place was full to bursting with worthy vegetarian and vegan enthusiasts wearing vegetarian clothes and shoes. I really wouldn't wish to offend anyone, but it certainly wasn't my cup of tea. In the end we scooted back home and got cosy in front of the fire which sounds boring but was lovely. Son and I played Scrabble (he won) we ate some more nice food and we watched the football. A perfect Saturday and a great weekend.
   

Here today, gone tomorrow.

    Well actually, here yesterday, gone today. The snow, that is. Yesterday we were treated to the most amazing and (obviously) unexpected late snowfall. It crept up on us during the day, and by the evening was a veritable blizzard, with fine but persistent snow being blown by an icy wind into quite deep drifts. At 3pm I went, as usual, to collect Grandson from school, and though it was snowing a bit and the wind was bitter, it wasn't a bad journey. We got back here and tucked ourselves in to wait for Daughter. By 5pm though, the weather had really turned nasty, and the traffic outside was creeping along icy white tracks. Daughter arrived at 6.15 and scooped up Grandson to go home. Hah! One hour later she phoned from her mobile and was stuck close to Brighton Pier (about a ten minute drive normally),  in a non-moving queue of traffic. In the end it took  them another hour and a half to get to the Lewes Road, and they had to leave the car and walk up Elm Grove to their flat - it was just too steep and icy to chance driving up the hill.
   This morning things were no better, so they stayed at home. Surprisingly, Grandson's school was actually open, but many  local schools were closed. And no-one could get to Daughter's office unless they could walk - so it was an enforced chill-out day. I got up to give my Student breakfast, but she didn't want it and took herself back to bed! So, a housebound day all round. By this afternoon though, the snow had practically melted and traffic was back to normal. I've seen on the news that many unlucky people were trapped in their cars all night. And everyone is blaming the lack of gritters. I have to say that we do seem to react very badly to a few measly inches of snow...
   

Another Mothers' Day.

    March already, and I've been otherwise engaged since my  last post... luckily it wasn't The Last Post, though it might have been since my Blog completely disappeared, together with my Google account, when Grandson did something with my computer. What it was, I don't quite  know, but he apparently tried to sign in for something and put in his date of birth - so I got a message saying that as I was under thirteen I was too young to have a Google account! Quite funny really, but it caused me no end of trouble trying to prove just how old I was before they would give me my account back. And then, when I had finally done it, my Blog had been deleted too. I have (as you can see) managed to get back on, and find all my posts. What a relief; I wasn't sure what I would do if it was completely lost, as I'm planning to use some of the posts as part of my Memoir. Anyway, panic over. I can access my Blog via  Google Chrome - and so can you, my faithful readers, if you still have the patience and haven't dropped off the flat earth...
    Old photos, diaries and bits of writing haunt me, I have read old poems, letters, short stories about my past life and even a pregnancy diary I wrote before Son was born. Plus an account of the brain tumour, operation and all. Somehow I have to fit them all together and make them make sense - it's going to take me a while, but I really hope the result will  be worth the effort.
    Mothers' Day is coming up here in the UK, and I'm not sure if Son and his girlfriend will be coming to visit.  Daughter and  her Boyfriend are actually going to Barcelona for a romantic weekend. so I have Grandson for Friday night and Saturday and he is going to the Boyfriend's Mother and Stepfather for Saturday night and Sunday. I'm sure he will have a great time with them, and I know that Daughter is very excited about her weekend away. So, it may be a non-event (in Mothers' Day terms) for me, but never mind - I've had so many lovely Mothering Sundays with my lovely children, it really doesn't matter. Whatever they do is alright with me.
    I hope your Mothers' Day is a good one, if you're a Mother that is :-)