Yesterday, EssexSprogBoy and I left braved the afternoon rain to go and collect EssexSprogGirl from school. (I say braved - EssexSprogBoy was cosy in his pushchair under a plastic raincover and I was sporting a rather fetching cagoule. I'd have never worn a cagoule in London.)
Just as we were passing the enormous houses by the village hall, I heard a jingle and knew my cats were near by. (They have bells on their collars rather than being a new breed of jingling cat. Though that would be great. As long as there was an off switch. Ooh, perhaps they could light up too. Perfect Christmas gift, Though, of course, cats are not just for Christmas so perhaps not so perfect.)
I decided to outfox the cats and stop them following us by dashing off at a great speed. Well, as great a speed as a middle-aged mum can muster whilst pushing an enormous pushchair ocupied by an enormous EssexSprogBoy.
There I was, rushing along, glancing over my shoulder and whooping to EssexSprogBoy, "I think we lost them!" when I noticed two policemen watching me with concern. I imagine they must have thought I was either escaping from a village mugger or had just committed a burglary and was fleeing the scene with my booty in the pushchair, pursued by angry home-owners. They were clearly not too concerned though, as they gave just the slightest movement on to the soles of their feet, perhaps preparing to help or arrest as appropriate.
I thought I'd best explain so, as I went past, I raised a hand, gave a cheery smile and yelled, "Cats following me!"
They must have thought I had a phobia or hatred, but I could see them both relax back on to their heels, knowing the village was safe once again.
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I had to google "cagoule", thought it would be something exotic.......silly me! I think I need to brush up on my colloquial English.
I got drenched in the rain with HackneyChild coming back from the market. I wasn't wearing a cagoule, but funnily enough I am more inclined to worry less about what I look like in London than in Essex, as in London there is always someone looking worse/ weirder than you. Even if they are sitting on a bench drinking White Lightning.
Hi,
I work for Essex County Council and we are launching a new site called EssexVoice in the New Year. It is designed to engage people talking about Essex on the web already with the formal democratic process. As part of the site we are also trying to find some volunteers we are calling Community Ambassadors, these are people we hope will advertise the site virally on the web. We are holding a recruiting event on Dec 7th at 6pm in County Hall and it would be great if you could attend. If you want any more information then contact me on lucy.capron@essex.gov.uk.
Thanks and hope you want to get involved!
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There's no way you are middle-aged when I am older than you.
Ooh - I do like the idea of having exotic rainwear, but I'd be the talk of the village if I went for anything with feathers.
I've now added my e-mail address to the About Me bit if anyone wants to get in touch that way.
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