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Well, we have had snow (or Scchhhnow as Sophie calls it) on the ground now for a month, and it is a very strange thing indeed.  The first big batch was before Christmas, and it was the stuff of childrens dreams. It fell for a few days, the sun came out and everything sparkled.  It was sticky and clumped together so easily that a small innocent snowball could easily become a snowman in mere minutes.  The first weekend after the snow, Guys sister Rachel and family were due to visit. With clear skys they travelled up the M1 with no problem.  We sampled lots of Uncle Pauls homemade beer, which by the way is stunning, and as usual, fed our guests til they popped.  Earlier in the year, we had bought Frank a sledge, which he brought with him.  The boys had a fab time sledging and even Sophie had a go…but bailed out on the floor as soon as she picked up speed! Quite suddenly on the Sunday, the weather changed.  We’d decided in the morning that an early dinner would help our travelling family get ahead of the weather but all of a sudden we were in the midst of a blizzard and happy faces turned to grave concern.  Paul and Guy quickley lobbed everything into the Ainley-Carrunthers family Bongo and off they went.  About 3.5 hours later we had a call to say they were home safely, and were relieved to say the least.  At New Year, we had another big dump (of snow) and Nanny and Grampy got a chance to play out in the snow as well.  Nanny taught Sophie to throw snowballs at Grampy and Grampy molished a sledge out of a plastic sheet so Sophie could get some impromptu sledging action.  So, a few pics of our scchhnowwwy month! 

Christmas Day, Unwrapped…

I think, for the first time ever, we awoke to snow of Christmas Day.  As Guys Mum and Dad were coming over from the farthest reaches of Huddersfield, we were glad there had been no fresh snow overnight, but just a blanket from a week of heavy and good quality “snowman  building” snow.

The house looked a bit sparsley decorated this year, as we decided not to put any decorations out below the saftey height of 4ft…for fear of general shredding and manglement.  As it was, the tree nearly came down several times and the baubles were frequently re-arranged (all onto the same branch usually).  Every bauble that was removed was accompanied with the exclamation “Oh No!” from Sophie, as if she was surprised it had come off after yanking it off the tree! Pic evidence provided.

With just the three of us in the morning, we started opening presents – well, Sophie started opening her presents.  She opened Auntie Rachels present first – a Duplo set with horses and a stable.  After that, she just wanted to play with the Duplo and present opening resumed on Boxing Day when Chessy came to visit.

For once, we had a traditional Christmas lunch – Turkey (from the sherry toting butcher), roasties, parsnips, etc etc… Guy cooked and it was very scrummy indeed.  This year Sophie joined us for lunch, rather than sleeping through most of it like last year.  Sophie throughly enjoyed having her christmas orange squash in a plastic party wine glass and cheers’d everyone who came within 4 ft of her for the entire meal.

So, thanks to modern technology we linked up with absent friends – Helly, Mum and Dad in the Big Little Sister diary room in Norwich and then later on to our New Zealand lovlies.  We were treated to much nudity from the NZ contingent, firstly with a naked Lucy Locketori running around, followed by a bare bottomed Emmie flashing past then a super pair of floury baps from Hosie. Stevie was the only one not to flash us…I guess it was too early on NZ Boxing Day for naked BBQists!

We finished the night by watching Catherine Tates Old Lady doing a christmas carol, which included a significant proportion of her effing and jeffing then crawled in to bed, completely knackered!

New day, new blog…

Feeling the pressure to keep up with the Fitzhughs (you all know who you are), we have finally joined wordpress in the hope that it’s easier to use than blogspot.  The problem was the format of the photos I uploaded.  I like looking at everyones photos and know I’ll post some from time to time, so I wanted that facility – only it didn’t work – my uploaded photo’s looked like they’d been arranged by a drunk, half blind, one armed typesetter.

So, what next? Well, I will also need help finding a nice shiney banner to go across the top. I think I’d like some rugged countryside which represents our locality – but will have to consult Mr A of course.

Also, to forewarn the easily confused, we are going to attempt some time travel – backwards that is. Everyone likes a little nostalgia, so I am going to occasionally add historic blogs scattered with snaps from our archive of photos.

That’s it for the intro, will attempt to get it fully operational by the end of the week!