Pancakes, Pasta and a Power Cut

A wibbly night's sleep due to the fact we were expecting the power to go off and it didn't HURRAH!

We promised the boys a pancake breakfast so that is what we had.

Yum yum.

We sent Moo outside to check if the snow was 'playable'. It wasn't and it was very cold -15.

Moo and I finished the jigsaw while the boys played on the computer..........

We can't remember if we bought this from a charity shop or Drew gave it to us, but there were four pieces missing (huffle found two pieces under the table whoops).

Next we decided to tackle the boys rooms. The Christmas Decorations were taken away (just from their rooms) and clothes were sorted, hangers exchanged (Small is now too big for his lovely little wooden hangers), books and puzzles donated to charity, floors swept and cleaned and beds changed. My goodness this house is getting clean. The boys played extensively with their lego and then played on the computer again.

After a cup of tea and tidy of the kitchen we started on making pasta from scratch for another late dinner. We made Tagliatelle and Ravioli, unfortunately we lost the fillings out of our ravioli which was a shame but the pasta tasted good. Moo made Garlic Bread which was very yummy.

Everyone played Newmarket with Smallest's pennies and then we had a couple of games of Tetris .........

.........before Small, Huffle and I went off to the cinema to watch The Hobbit 2, The Desolation of Smaug. We settled into our seats with our sneaky Christmas chocolate and drinks, sat patiently through the adverts, watched about forty minutes of the film and we had a power cut. AGAIN! There was an announcement saying the power was off and they would get it back on as soon as possible. Small bit into his Cadbury's Caramel and found a nut, tried to bute it but couldn't, tried again and spat it out - it was his tooth. He handed it to me all covered in chocolate. Then there was another announcement saying that we should stay in our seats. Then another one to say we were being evacuated. We couldn't believe it. It was only the complex we were in so we knew Moo and Smallest weren't affected (plus I messaged Mrs Royal).

We had no choice but to come home. Poor Moo had to cancel her entertainment for the evening of watching Mr Selfridge on Netflix (after Smallest, aged 6, showed her how to work it!).

What a strange evening!

 

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