Toffee, Clover & Betty

Rather sadly, and very soon after Whiskey, Rocket the guinea pig passed away last week :-( He was my sister Rachel’s piggy and was about 5 years old which I think is the usual life span for a guinea pig. Usually we don’t “replace” pets so soon(I hate to use that term because you never replace an animal that you love, but I hope you know what I mean.), but with Rachel returning to uni in a few weeks time she wanted to get to know her new furry friend before she left. It’s also getting a little late in the year to introduce new outdoor pets, it’s just not fair to put them outside as the weather gets colder.

On Saturday, Toffee and Betty (sandy and white, and ginger) came home with us. One piggy for Rachel, and one for my brother Patch (Whiskey was his bunny.) Aww. So cute. So incredibly cute. They love to snuggle and as soon as you sit down with them on your lap they run and bury themselves in the crook of your elbow, or run up your arms and sit on the back of your neck. Preferably in your hair.

On Monday morning I was sat on the sofa with all three of them … wait? Three?

Yep, all three of them. On Sunday morning (whilst my sister Alice was racing at Marlow) my mum and me nipped down to town and bought the pale piggy in the middle of the photo. She is from the same litter and was a surprise for Alice, who was a bit upset that she didn’t have a guinea pig. She was with us when we bought Toffee and Betty, but didn’t think that she could have one. But she can! Guinea pigs like to live in groups, and fortunately as these three had only been separated for about 15 hours they took to each other fine. Alice called her pig Clover.

They are quite content to sit still SOMETIMES, but they are mostly just squigglepigs who like to run away and climb into your hair. It’s a bit difficult to get a good photo!

Toffee in particular is having none of it.

and once one of them goes …

They all go!

As I was saying earlier, yesterday morning I was sat on the sofa with all three of them. I’d just washed my hair and it was wrapped up in a towel. They all scurried up to sit on my neck as usual, and there was a bit of a scuffle and the ALL climbed into my hair-towel. Yikes. So I called all siblings to the sofa (calling all siblings! calling all siblings to the sofa!) to retrieve their pigs. Only Rachel didn’t come, but I didn’t realise. So when I tried to unwrap the hair-towel, Betty was still in there! eeeek.

Tell you what though, not much beats having a cuddle with three baby guinea pigs :-)

We are back in Leeds now and I miss them already!

(I can’t believe I was blog absent for so long by the way, I like to think that I’ll update every day but in reality at the moment I’m just going to work and coming home again – very boring and totally un-blogworthy. But leaving it for a week is a bit embarrassing. My technicolour dreamscarf is coming along a treat though, I will have to take a photo and show you all.)

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1st Anniversary


First Anniversary: “Beach and Books” and for me, that’s a pretty perfect way to spend a day. We drove for two and a half hours to the Northumberland town of Alnwick so that we could spend some time at the rather fabulous Barter Books.

I’ve wanted to visit for a number of years but other things always got in the way – university, working during the weekends, having no money, moving back home – but this weekend we made it. Oh my, I’m so glad we did and I can’t wait to go back again.

(I wasn’t sure if photos were allowed so I just sneaked one!)

The bookshop is housed in the old Alnwick Station and it was fascinating seeing so many old and interesting books – especially books from my childhood. I was a bit surprised to see Topsy and Tim books in the glass fronted (read: pricier books) cabinets, we have a lot of those at home so I will have to make sure they don’t get thrown away.

As “paper” is the gift for the first year of marriage, we each bought the other a book. Mine is from 1944 and is called “White Bell Heather”. I bought Andy a Ladybird book about honeybees (he likes bees). We didn’t get them to read as such, rather to keep in our wedding box of special things as a memento of our day.

We lunched at Barter Books and read the little story on the back of the menus about the hidden room that became the buffet. I contemplated the red walls and pondered the possibility of a red painted living room. Maybe this only works with high ceilings? hmm.

Instead of exploring Alnwick further (couldn’t find a parking space, and didn’t have enough money to visit the Castle or the Gardens), we made a spur of the moment decision to go to the beach at Alnmouth. I love the seaside with every fibre of my being and truly wish I could live at the seaside, ahhh I could have stayed there all day.

We pottered along (ok that’s a lie. We tiptoed along the more compacted sand at the water’s edge because we were unprepared for beaching and were wearing jeans and trainers. The car is full of sand. I am instructed that I have to make the car not full of sand at some point in the near future. Oh and Andy stepped on a dead jellyfish which nearly caused a comedy banana skin style moment.)

Anyway we proceeded along the sand, breathing in lungsfull of the sea air and marvelling at the deep blue colour of the water. Collecting little stripy stones, and battered sea glass.

We took soppy daft mushy photos of our feet ;-) and generally just enjoyed being at the seaside and being with each other. Revelling at how un-stressed we felt on the beach compared to being at home!

Then, noticing that Boulmer beach was only three miles away, we thought “Why the hell not!” and nipped up there for a while too.

We were waved at by a man in a helicopter!

and then at half past three (Wedding O’Clock) we giggled a bit and congratulated ourselves on One Whole Year, and took a soppy photograph. Andy is blog-shy (fair enough) but here is me and my “just for the camera” smile:

Ah yes and I forgot to tell you how windy it was.

… and then with one final photograph and gaze out to sea, we started our epically long journey home (damn metrocentre and 50 limits). But goodness me, what a wonderful day. Here’s to hopefully many more ♥