Where do I Start ?

                                                                Where do I start ? The two little puppies have gone , and there is an eerie silence in the house . Its a silence that's welcomed after what I would term a hectic few days . Days that would make your attention antennae stick up like the proverbial wind turbine . Attention that is demanded , and given without so much as by your leave . An attention that is very necessary if you are going to get the best from their visiting you .
                                                               My wife Catherine and I and the two little people had the funniest of times over the last couple of days . Days that were filled with so much activity and fun , so much so if you had of been feeling unwell , or just a little subdued , they have that uncanny ability to make you forget even the loss of a leg . That is what grand-parenthood tends to bring to your life .
                                                              Thursday was a kinda nothing day , in that they arrived a little late because of all of the things we needed to do . We had to have our dog micro chipped , and Lucy was forever the lady when she never gave the vet anything to be concerned about .
                                                              later on in the evening we played cards , we laughed ,and the last thing that was even thought of was the television . In fact I can hold my hand up and say that the television was not put on once to entertain these two little ladies . They both have this incredible ability to entertain both themselves and us without outside interference .
                                                             Friday morning we all woke to what I would term a rather shitty day . We had already had plans to go out , but that idea kinda shifted when we all looked out the window and seen the amount of rain that was coming down . What were we going to do ? How were we going to entertain and keep them busy ? In an instant they both , after having a little talk among themselves , declared they both wanted a P.J Day . Now if you are one of the few who cannot translate that , let me enlighten you . It's a Pyjama day , simple .
                                                            So for the whole day , none of us got out of our P.J's . For breakfast as usual , Zoe had sausages and egg . Alannah had her usual two Croissant , and we had our usual toast and tea . Lunch wasn't too complicated either . But dinner was special .
                                                           Catherine made her now world famous home made chips . And I gave the girls a lesson in the making of


the perfect Chicken Goujon . They mixed the eggs , they used the flour , and they grated the bread into fine breadcrumbs . Then they added paprika as shown , and added a little garlic granules to the bread mix , and mixed it together . Then came the slimy part , they dipped the chicken strips firstly into the flour , making sure to cover both sides . Then the same with the egg , and finally into the breadcrumbs . The strips were all put aside on a plate , and hey presto uncooked chicken Goujons were ready for the pan .
                                                           After firstly frying them all lightly until the breadcrumbs were golden , and then drying them with paper towel to remove any excess grease . They were then put into the oven for an extra 30 minutes until cooked completely .
                                                          Those famous chips , and of course The Prepared Chicken Goujons A La Zoe & Alannah were ready for consumption .
                                                          They were both impressed with their culinary masterpiece . There wasn't a crumb left . Now that's how you make little bunnies happy . The evening flew in , and then it was time for bed . Now bedtime in our house can only mean one thing . And that's Story-time  . A time for reality to be set aside , and for minds to be stretched in a way , that leaves all sense of what's normal , outside of the bedroom door . This is not a time for straight thinking . This is not a time for truth . This is the time for Anything & Everything Magical ...............................................TO BE CONTINUED !