I can't get used to calling it Samhain. It will always be Hallow e'en to me... My absolute favourite celebration of the year... I've always loved Autumn - the smells and the light and the gathering gloom... The colours and the textures and the sounds of the leaves, the nuts and the fruits and the battening down for winter - which we still all do, if somewhat less urgently. We always dressed up, and tried to frighten each other with peeled grapes (eyeballs) and the like :D
My thoughts do turn to people who've died, but not my father and three friends - I tend to think of them on the anniversaries of their deaths. Rather to ancestors in general...
My parents were older when they had me, my mother was in her late forties and my dad in his sixties when I came along, so I never knew my grandparents from either side, and only ever met one other member of my dad's family - one of his sisters.
My dad was born in 1912, so the odd pictures of his family that have survived show Victorian corseted types... One of his sisters died young from TB, his father had run away from the family farm to go sea... The whole thing is shrouded in Dickens-esque mystique in my mind!
It's a good time of year to wheel out the little anecdotes and facts and bits and pieces again that my dad is no longer around to tell - his dutch great grandmother, his mother always sitting up straight and never resting against the chair back, no matter how tired (hardly surprising in the corsets she must have been wearing), singing all the wrong words in the church choir...
There's plenty too from my mother's side of course - her grandparents came over from Dublin for a start.
Now of course, there are also things to keep in remembrance from my husband's side of the family - and there are some pretty fascinating ones! His mother grew up in the east end of London and her (now long dead) brother drank with the Krays. His father comes from Yorkshire where they were all quite literally down the mines - he escaped to the army - and thereby hang many other tales!
So we take some time in this season, as well as for the usual dressing up and sweets and spooky movies, to talk about family, and those long dead people we never knew but without which we couldn't be here - people who had very similar hopes and fears and ambitions and struggles...
Thank you SO MUCH for all the fab comments - the most I've ever got on one post I think! There was loads of great information and links - Twinkle on the Web was particularly helpful, thanks Jenny.
I deliberated for a while - being all new to it, and having a LOT else going on, I was thinking all in ones one size would probably be the most sensible and economical (in the long term) option, and even found a fab deal on ebay. Then for some reason, I went back my local Council's web site - although their discount starter pack range was, I thought, pretty poor, I then discovered that they have a TRULY AWESOME loan scheme - the contents and support looked excellent, and the costs truly unbeatable.
Ok, first of all I have a bit of a confession to make - yes, I have five children, I'm two and bit weeks away from the arrival of a sixth, and I have NEVER USED REAL NAPPIES!
For various reasons - drying issues, and time issues, and worrying about having them soaking in a nappy bin, and most of all - not being the full time carer. So it felt rather unfair to go back after maternity leave, leaving Papacrow not only holding the baby extra work and washing etc...
Now however, that has changed, and I'm the one at home (yippee!) and I've been wondering and wondering if I want to try real nappies...
I've found myself floundering in a myriad of choices, but no real information - or not information that answers the questions I want!
For example, there are nappies for different sizes, or nappies that grow with your child. There are shaped nappies - and presumably ones that aren't shaped. There are bamboo nappies, muslin nappies, towling nappies, fleece nappies. There are plastic outer pants - or not - inserts - or not - and, most bewildering of all, disposable liners that are flushed.
Disposable liners?! Surely the whole thing about washable nappies is that you DON'T dispose them?! Besides, we can't flush anything down our toilet but toilet paper. The drain downstairs blocks really easily and then the poor family downstairs gets... Well, raw sewage, to be honest, backed up all over the garden when it rains :-O
Also I have NO garden, NO outside drying and little space for indoor drying plus various past lung issues (broncolitus and instances of asthma for example) which means I CAN'T dry a lot of stuff on racks all the time. The few things that don't go in the dryer - fine.
I also CAN NOT afford one of those services which do a pick up and drop off every week, and the whole idea sounds somewhat revolting anyway!
SO - what I need is - advice on what really works? What do I need and what don't I need? Do I really need to soak things in a nappy bin or can I just chuck straight in the washing machine? How do get what I need cheaply? I'm hoping ebay or freegle or something... How does the whole process work?! Is it worth it?
Got this out randomly from the library, and for whatever reason, Fluff fell completely and utterly in love with it. I'm going to have to get our own copy! The pictures are funny, the rhymes cool, it's just fun :)
I’m not going to use real names here, and I just want to reasure people that these are nicknames - I did not name my children this for real!
Saurus - born 27/1/97, therefore currently 12, he’s football mad and could kick a ball pretty much as soon as he could walk. Has very blue eyes like his father’s, though his blond curls are now brown and wavy - when he lets it grow. He generally likes his hair short and spiky. Usually to be found with his nose in a book when not kicking something or welded to his PSP.
Roo - born 8/1/01, therefore currently 8. Eyes that can’t quite make their mind up whether they’re green or brown, so generally settle for hazel. Hair was never as curly - it just curled up at the edges when he was 2ish, so that he looked like a honey blond x-wing! It’s a reddy brown now and straightish and looks awesomely retro when he lets it grow. Obsessed with building things, climbing and anything arty or crafty, and loves nature, animals, bugs etc.
Wiggle(also known as Wig or Mr Wiggins) - born 21/9/03 so currently 6, very blue eyes and golden curly hair - a real heart breaker! Obsessed with cricket - was the youngest ever member of the local cricket club at 2, he’d actually been playing at home for about a year already - and karate - again was the youngest memeber at the club at 2, after begging to join in with his brothers and doing the whole class at home, over and over, and is now a green belt. Is currently planning to take up horse riding. Loves lego and can construct sets well above his age level.
Fluff(also known as Fluffkin) - born 27/12/05 so currently 3. Hazely brown eyes, soft brown hair which is INCREDIBLY curly, nearly an afro except it’s too soft in texture. Anything his older brothers do/have, he is convinced he should do or have! Is really articulate and very handy with his brother's lego. Completely obsessed with trains.
Petal(also known as Madam) - born 28/8/07 so currently 2. Having always sworn that any daughter of mine would NEVER be called Petal, Precious or Princess, she naturally quickly became the Precious Petal Princess. More often, she is ‘oooo’ Power Petal! Or Poopy Petal, which is even more often appropriate. No longer needs a stool to climb everywhere :-(
Last but definitely not least -
Papacrow. As bonkers and sexy as he was when we first met 14 years ago - more so in fact!