Babies and Bacon

As it's snowing outside, and M is having a kip, I thought I'd settle down with a cup of coffee and a biscuit to write my blog. All I need now is a roaring fire and the picture would be complete.

What have we been up to? Well, I became an auntie on Saturday. My sister gave birth to a little girl, Rosie Suzanne, weighing in at 7lb 7oz, at 6.45am. They were both home in the afternoon (she didn't get the homebirth she'd planned for) and I got to see them on the webcam that evening! She has lots of dark hair, and was sleeping when I saw her, so long may that continue!

Apart from that, Saturday was fairly uneventful, just shopping and stuff. I bought some more wool, as I was being far too optimistic in thinking that 4 balls of wool was going to make a cushion cover, so I now have 12 in total. I have absolutely no idea how many balls its going to take. Oh well, its nice wool, so if I have any left over, I'll just have to knit some clothes for M's baby doll.

Sunday was actually really lovely. I bought an English newspaper from the station, went to a café, and sat there for a lovely 2½ hours, reading and sipping coffee. Then A & M joined me for a late lunch. This café is the only place in Lausanne that we have found that does anything resembling a cooked breakfast, so A & I both ordered the John Steed (croissants, bread, jam, bacon, scrambled egg & sautéed potatoes). Admittedly the bacon is almost unrecognisable from what we are used to in the UK, but it's the thought that counts.
We ate that rather leisurely and then walked home. It was bitterly cold, but it was nice to come into the warm appartment and snuggle up in front of the tv.

Unfortunately, by late afternoon, both A & I were feeling under the weather, so we were probably paying less attention to M than he desired, so we had a few rounds on the naughty step. I feel bad when that happens, as partly it was our fault, but then I guess M has to learn at some point that he can't have what he wants all the time. I just don't know if it's too soon for him to learn it.

I made some bread rolls for dinner to go with some tuna & sweetcorn mayo and also dried out some old veggies to then freeze and grind up to make sort of vegetable bouillon powder. I have no idea how its going to turn out, but it was worth a try.

A & I then had a lazy evening in front of the tv (nothing really worth watching, except this Derren Brown thing where he tries to convince 4 middle managers to rob a bank - amazing viewing). I went to bed pretty early to read The Secret History by Donna Tartt. After the first couple of pages I thought that it was going to be rubbish, but then I have really got into it, so much so that I didn't want to put it down, and I have a feeling that I haven't even got to the best bit yet!