This and That

I don't know what came over me this morning but I thought it would be a good idea to make chicken soup. Even though my husband doesn't like chicken, Dimitri never rarely eats anything but macaroni, cheese or chocolate croissants, and my cooking is notoriously appalling unpredictable. I certainly wouldn't be taking on such a Mrs Beeton role if I could find somewhere that sold Campbells tinned soup.

As Dimitri is unlikely to eat chicken soup in the raw, I'm considering pouring some soup over macaroni and then cunningly disguising it with cheese...Cunning as a fox with two tails?
The husband will have to eat what he is given.


Last Sunday we ventured to the botanical gardens for the first time in many, many weeks, now the temperature has dropped I would like to get Dimitri out walking again. As soon as we turned on to the main road to the gardens Dimitri let out an "wahhh!' of dissent. Aha, I thought, here we go. What I said was "we'll just take a quick look, if you don't want to walk we'll just go home". As we parked there was another, more prolonged "waahhhh!" from the back of the car, I said "we can go and take some photos with the camera", "huh-huhhh" came a happy reply.


As soon as we were through the gates Dimitri plonked his bum down on a seat, demanded water and generally tried to distract us from going any further. Luckily, there were two groups of scouts conveniently spaced further along one path, they were making enough hubbub to persuade Dimitri that they were worth checking out. Of the older group he caught the eye of a couple of girls who started waving at him. He's a bit of a flirt flashing a smile with a twinkle in his eye. I suppose I may have thought how sad it is that Dimitri is not joining in. But on the other hand, he is a people watcher, he enjoys to be the spectator on the sidelines, so you know, it's okay. 

Dimitri took these two pics amongst others, I slung the strap of the camera round my neck tourist style to prevent any accidents, Dimitri squeezed in between me and the camera. He knows to look through the viewfinder (thanks in part to Fisher Price's View Master) gropes around for the shoot button and fires away. Meanwhile I tried to remain in a relatively upright position and prevent my head from being separated from my body by said camera strap.


I took a couple of shots myself, I've had the camera a year and still don't know what all the buttons a for...

I'd like to know how people get butterflies to stay still long enough to take a photo...