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radegundThe Oyster and I are back from Edinburgh, where we had an utterly wonderful time (apart from my limpness of sinew on Wednesday evening, which prevented me from going back into town to meet ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jinxremoving - next time, next time). I can definitively confirm that the Seaside Palace is aptly named on both counts, and the welcome extended to visitors by the household is second to none.
We arrived on Monday.cangetmad and the Girlie met us at the airport, and we spent most of the afternoon negotiating toddler interaction and most of the evening talking. On Tuesday there was yarn shopping and lunch with thereyougothen, hfnuala and Baby Aisling (what a magnificent child!), then in the evening a takeaway featuring blue_monday, agentz, and a reappearance by Nuala and her lovely progeny. On Wednesday we met pisica for sort-of-elevenses, then a wander around the National Gallery, then a leisurely lunch (with brief appearance by aitkendrum). On Wednesday evening (following an unfortunately epic bedtime struggle, occasioned by the Oyster having napped earlier in the day) the Girlie cooked a delicious dinner, and I then experienced the abovementioned flaccidity and failed to brave the drizzle to see Nine. Boo me. We spent Thursday morning pottering around the house while I packed, and then Gnome went to nursery and the rest of us went to the airport.
Some things I learnt:
* The average small business (in the UK) has a pregnant employee once in ten years.
* Dolphins' tails are horizontal relative to their bodies, whereas sharks' tails are vertical.
* In the UK, if you buy sex, you're excluded from donating blood for a set period. But if you sell sex, even once, you're excluded forever.
* Gnome is Jesus.
Gnome and the Oyster got on like a house on fire - you know, lots of running, screaming and panicked grabbing of possessions, ahahaha - but seriously, they coped exceptionally well with the sharing and the turn-taking, which is bloody hard work at their age. By Thursday, there were even stretches of co-operative and parallel play. Meanwhile,cangetmad and I also got on extremely well - although I should point out that I was not rummaging through her possessions, crying and/or assaulting her when she had something I wanted, or insistently sanding her floor using a small wheeled cow, so that could have had something to do with it.
All in all, a really lovely visit. Thank you, hosts!
jinxremoving - next time, next time). I can definitively confirm that the Seaside Palace is aptly named on both counts, and the welcome extended to visitors by the household is second to none.We arrived on Monday.
cangetmad and the Girlie met us at the airport, and we spent most of the afternoon negotiating toddler interaction and most of the evening talking. On Tuesday there was yarn shopping and lunch with thereyougothen, hfnuala and Baby Aisling (what a magnificent child!), then in the evening a takeaway featuring blue_monday, agentz, and a reappearance by Nuala and her lovely progeny. On Wednesday we met pisica for sort-of-elevenses, then a wander around the National Gallery, then a leisurely lunch (with brief appearance by aitkendrum). On Wednesday evening (following an unfortunately epic bedtime struggle, occasioned by the Oyster having napped earlier in the day) the Girlie cooked a delicious dinner, and I then experienced the abovementioned flaccidity and failed to brave the drizzle to see Nine. Boo me. We spent Thursday morning pottering around the house while I packed, and then Gnome went to nursery and the rest of us went to the airport.Some things I learnt:
* The average small business (in the UK) has a pregnant employee once in ten years.
* Dolphins' tails are horizontal relative to their bodies, whereas sharks' tails are vertical.
* In the UK, if you buy sex, you're excluded from donating blood for a set period. But if you sell sex, even once, you're excluded forever.
* Gnome is Jesus.
Gnome and the Oyster got on like a house on fire - you know, lots of running, screaming and panicked grabbing of possessions, ahahaha - but seriously, they coped exceptionally well with the sharing and the turn-taking, which is bloody hard work at their age. By Thursday, there were even stretches of co-operative and parallel play. Meanwhile,
cangetmad and I also got on extremely well - although I should point out that I was not rummaging through her possessions, crying and/or assaulting her when she had something I wanted, or insistently sanding her floor using a small wheeled cow, so that could have had something to do with it.All in all, a really lovely visit. Thank you, hosts!
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Date: 2006-10-13 01:10 pm (UTC)Shame I missed meeting the Oyster, but next time!