Good day Bloggets.
Few, a sit down and some words about our weekend. Friday evening teen was to go
out to town with someone… He was to meet at seven. Then turned into meeting at
eight, then nine, and eventually at ten at night, out he went to meet, well, if
someone had messed me around like that, I would tell them not to bother, but
no, loyal, off he went. So that was Friday for him, for us getting ready to see
our girl. Saturday, Hub went to town to meet with our daughter who was to come
by train. The two of them went off to the University in our city to view it for
next year, as it is one of the options she may choose for her studies!
The University had put on a bus, so from the station to the
University, which was great, very handy. Funny thing was, Hub spent so much
time planning how to get to the Uni and what bus stop and number bus and where
to get off… Didn’t know there was an arrangement, but not sure our girl did
either.
Well, our girl is immensely intelligent and received the top
marks possible in English in the country. She was one of four who got 100% didn’t
drop one mark, but when they went to hear a lecture on what the English
department had to offer, Hub was really disappointed. It was an American
lecturer who preached first class pomposity, with a pejorative
Personality!
She was unpleasant and filled the room with ice. So not a good start, then they went to another
part of the University, a part which was very quaint and very homely. This was
the drama department. Now, that was warm, kind and completely hungry to welcome
students. They said it was amazing, the TV studio’s and dance theatre and
special affects also their theatre with over 200 seats and the variety of equipment
that was on offer, also the lecturers who visited the University have been very
famous people, there were happy faces there not at all hostile. Personally, I
would want someone to lecture my child on the subject of English, to be
English! I’m not saying this lady knew less about English than an English
person, she may have studied it to perfection, but it is still odd to hear English
being taught by someone other than English… Like I would much prefer my child
to learn French being taught by a French person. Now when I went to the
University a while back, the American lecturer was such a wonderful person, she
was warm, kind and clever, and taught History.
Anyway, they were told for English, our girl would have to
have 3 A’s or she wouldn’t have a chance to get a place, but by that point, I
think the lady scared our girl off. I think they said 1500 kids apply to study
English there each year and they except 215, hence why they insist on three A’s.
There was a lake in the grounds and a bridge. The accommodation
was lovely too. So still no farther forward where she will go, she has looked
at a few places now, mainly in London. It would be lovely if she did move
closer to us.
She came through the door dressed in her totally individual
clothing… Gosh, her style is different for sure. She wore a turban for one... I
thought she had her jumper on her head, it looked awful, haha. Of course I had
to comment, it was out before I knew it. I am sure it was on wrong? But she
could wear a paper bag and still look beautiful. She got comments in our town
Hub said; one person told her she should enter a beauty competition. She always
was stunning. She speaks so beautifully too, but as for her clothing, oh heck…
She was proud to tell us that the cloak she was wearing was over a hundred
years old. Oh, God, how brilliant though that she isn’t stressed to keep up
with the latest fashion, to be like a sheep like so many of her age, including
my teen. She is proud to say, she gets all her clothes from charity shops and
lives on £10 pocket money per month… She earns the rest that she may need. Hub
and I did think to ourselves, “Heck, what on earth happens to all the money he
pays his ex for the children?
I made dinner/tea, well, she is a professional cook, I have
told you before, she makes cakes, oh my God, they are amazing and she absolutely
loves to do them. The one she made last week, was coco chocolate cream lavender
and raspberry’s, with pink icing and pink carnation flowers. Layers of
different flavours. Wonderful.
So my cooking? Heck, well, you would laugh, firstly, I wasn’t
sure what kind of meet I defrosted, haha, in the morning, I showed Hub the tray
and he thought it was pork… I thought it looked like Salmon? But I was sure it
was turkey as that is what I bought this week, but was it from a couple of
weeks ago from the freezer? Oh no, what to do?
Hub said just cook it and call it “Dish a la Fi”
I put it in a oven dish and cooked onions, yellow peppers, mushrooms
and herbs, well, then I thought to beef up the sauce, I would add a tin of butter
beans. Hmm. After I opened the tin of pineapple chunks, then a tin of soup, I
hit half lucky and found kidney beans, oh well, I didn’t dare open another tin,
or custard could be in the other one!
I put a small amount of salt in with black pepper and poured
over the sauce with the fresh double cream. Covered it and cooked it slowly
whilst I prepared the baked potatoes with cheese and chives and I did green
beans, asparagus and mange tout.
Sorry if the last is not spelled correctly…
It went down very well; our girl loved it as did Hub. Teen
was kept away. He did make a guest appearance, whilst the person he was with
stayed in her car. He said hello and off he went again for another couple of
days. So we had our girl to ourselves. I loved the weekend. We went after tea, to the theatre, oh heck; I’m
going to leave that one to another blog, as it really is another blog on its own.
You will cringe or laugh your socks off when I tell you what I did…
But our girl loved the house too thank God, I was so
anxious, as the house is so much older
and smaller than our last one, but she raved about it. Our little Wagga,
acted as though she was her long lost friend, when she has never seen her in
her life… She was hyper. So a couple of things planned, more on that later. X
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