Weekly blog update - Not!

Before I start, you may have had an email to state the blog is now updated. You see, I can put 10 people in the memory to automatically email on posting the blog. So if you got an email, you know I regard you in our top 10. If you discovered it without, you are either a stranger or I don't like you as much as you thought. (Joking)

Johnny - Llandudno

It takes an age to do this bloggin lark. It's the editing of images to make them a smaller file size that's the ball acher. That folks, is why the blog doesn't get done as often as it should. How do these anoraks manage to update a blog daily?
What ya want first? A) Immie's development update or B) what we've been doing type news? Ok, A it is.

Went to Alder Hey yesterday to see the neurological dude there to discuss her eating. Walked into the consultation and there were 7 big wigs. Crikey! Now I was thinking, between them, if there's no answers here, we're knackered. Any road, we're knackered. The consensus is naff all else to do but wait. Kind of resigned to that anyway. We had 30 mins of waffle and being told how great we are doing with Imogen, but that was it. We're alright with it though. Food costs are through the roof and to be fair, I could do with the extra dosh to fuel the motor. She is still at the same level of putting bits in her mouth and have bits of juice but that's it. The oxygen is still during the night and some nights she goes without so doing fine. She has been to her dietician today and she's lost weight. We're gonna give her extra milk through the day. She does look a bit puny.

Bloody freezin'

We have been to Ireland t'other week. It was wet! I had a stinking cold one day, backache another and gut rot another. Guinness was 5.50 euros (£4.30) a pint. We had a fab holiday. No, really we did. The weather didn't spoil it but would have been nice without it.

We set off on the Friday and stayed over night in Llandudno with friends, Zara and Gary and their kids, Jonnie and Tamla. That was the sunniest day we had. (first pic at top is Jonnie). We moved on to Holyhead on the Saturday for a quick trip on the seacat to Dublin. By now it was pissin down, (See pic below). It rained all the way down to Wexford where our bungalow was. It was about 80 miles south of Dublin in a town called Courtown. Little harbour type place.

The bungalow

The bungalow was really good - see pic taken on a reasonably sunny day. We pretty much took it easy most of the week and tried not to rush around. We had a run down to Waterford to go to the crystal factory. Now, we went a few years ago, but I thought it would be nice to get something to bring home. Didn't really consider how far it was from Courtown. It was a drag. About 80 miles, but remember there is no motorway. We managed to wangle a free trip round the factory as a nice lady told us to jump on the tour as one was just goung. That nice lady saved us 20 euros (£16 or 4 pints of guinness). After the tour, we looked round the shop. Lots of nice stuff to buy, but we couldn't afford owt. We took diddly squat home. Well miffed.

The beach in Courtown was nice and had a couple of trips to it. There was a kiddies fair nearby and Immie went on the train everyday. Two nights we went ten pin bowling. There was a bit of a competition between me and Linz with Linz suggesting the stake. I'll not divulge the details but I whooped her ass in the games - was a great evening!

The harbour with Mum and Immie.

Strike!!!

We were in the bungalow for 7 nights and left on the Saturday and headed back to Dublin. There we had a couple of nights in a hotel on the outskirts of town. Now, by chance it was the Irish Derby on the Sunday and I thought, well here's an opportunity. I broke it in gently during the week to the ball and chain. Bingo, all it took was a promise to Dublin zoo. Not a bad deal. So Saturday we went to the zoo. I'm not a zooey person but it was good.

Above - Imogen and mere cats

Right - Linz, lookin darn fine!

On the train ride round the zoo. Laughing at the chimps.

Mum and dad, taken by Immie at the Derby - Curragh.

Find the donkey!

Sunday evening in Dublin on the Liffey.




Me and linz have been in the restaurant on 2 previous trips to Dublin and have a photo on our bedroom wall at the same table.

We now have the complete version.

Temple bar, dirty stop out!

Chantelle, and Jenny and John at Kinmel Bay on way back through Wales.



You know that feeling when you get back off holiday and you need another to get over it. Well, 3 days after getting back from Ireland we tootled off to Clitheroe in the caravan.

That's all folks. Have a merry christmas and a happy new year! TTFN.