Low level ecstacy
I think we've all had enough of Quent's tongue.
We have been home nearly two weeks now and we're slowly getting back to some sense of normality. A sleepy sense of normality. We go to bed early and get up as late as a three year old allows (including sneaking back to bed when he's at nursery). Quent generally has an additional three to four hours' sleep during the day. And I feel I could, given half the chance.
This weekend was the middle weekend of the two week Scout camp - a highlight of Quent's diary. Every eighteen months, the (Sea) Scout Group is inspected by the Royal Navy and it's quite a big thing. This Saturday was the inspection and Quent was very keen to be there. Camping wasn't really an option and all local B&Bs were full, so a friend of ours came to the rescue and we stayed with her parents, on the other side of Poole Harbour. We arrived Friday and left Sunday and were able to go back to our room for afternoon sleeps.
The Scouts gave us all a wonderful welcome. Quent was delighted to be around for the inspection (which they passed with flying colours, of course), Oakley was in his element with so many friends to play with and I enjoyed doing very little. The Commanding Officer was treated to displays on numerous dinghies, catamarans, rescue boats and kayaks (re-enacting the Lime Bay disaster and how to get out of the situation unscathed). They even took a yacht down there and the Cubs visited for the weekend to built a raft. The final display was a climbing and abseiling exercise from a huge tower, constructed from telegraph poles and home-made rope ladders.
We have been home nearly two weeks now and we're slowly getting back to some sense of normality. A sleepy sense of normality. We go to bed early and get up as late as a three year old allows (including sneaking back to bed when he's at nursery). Quent generally has an additional three to four hours' sleep during the day. And I feel I could, given half the chance.
This weekend was the middle weekend of the two week Scout camp - a highlight of Quent's diary. Every eighteen months, the (Sea) Scout Group is inspected by the Royal Navy and it's quite a big thing. This Saturday was the inspection and Quent was very keen to be there. Camping wasn't really an option and all local B&Bs were full, so a friend of ours came to the rescue and we stayed with her parents, on the other side of Poole Harbour. We arrived Friday and left Sunday and were able to go back to our room for afternoon sleeps.
The Scouts gave us all a wonderful welcome. Quent was delighted to be around for the inspection (which they passed with flying colours, of course), Oakley was in his element with so many friends to play with and I enjoyed doing very little. The Commanding Officer was treated to displays on numerous dinghies, catamarans, rescue boats and kayaks (re-enacting the Lime Bay disaster and how to get out of the situation unscathed). They even took a yacht down there and the Cubs visited for the weekend to built a raft. The final display was a climbing and abseiling exercise from a huge tower, constructed from telegraph poles and home-made rope ladders.
(Erecting the main tower and swinging on the Oakley version)
In "A Walk in the Woods, Bill Bryson uses the term "low level ecstacy". I think it used to be called simple pleasures. For Bryson, (following the Appalachian Trail) it was taking a shower after days without - or eating something other than noodles. For Quent, (following Christie's) it's dinner in the garden, playing lego with Oakley - or sneaking off with a few Scouts and a chain saw to chop logs for the campfire.
posted by Helen at 8/28/2007 12:39:00 pm
6 Comments:
Glad to hear they past Muster !
Jolly good show!
I trust Quent was piped aboard, and took the first swing " Just in case ". ;-o)
A great weekend, what memories are made of, speak soon !
Glad to hear you're taking it easy but fitting in fun too. Carry on the good work, even if the work is mostly sleeping - it must be what's needed. Ju C xx
One of Charlie's legs appears to have morphed into an Australian cardboard box...
BMT
If you are brave enough to go to Scout camp you must be well on the way to recovery. Glad to hear your doing so well.
Love
Julia, Jason, Isabella & Claudia
xxx
Looks like you're toughing this out well. A packed life reading over the last couple of months and lots of reasons to feel good. Even though you've had plenty of childcare offers, if you do need any more, if we're in the uk, then we'd love to look after the young o for a while. I'm sure he'd get on well with our little ones. We're all doing well. bb off to Italy for a month to see i parenti, with the little ones. Keep smiling. Love Simon + bb
Hi Helen and Quent, I went on holiday in July and even though Ive been thinking of you a lot, I havent been habitually at the computer and so only just sat down to read July and August. I also plan to be in London end Sept and was wondering could I see you - i see now highly unlikely. You are both heroes, it's horrific stuff. I too, laugh and have watery eyes as I read x Gill
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