Darrell Exposed!

I have discovered the secret to Darrell’s prolific moustache growing …….. under his bed!  I wasn’t prying, just merely doing a bit of light dusting …….

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I knew there was more to Darrell’s moustaches than met the eye.

And when I confronted him, he was wearing a moustache that I have since discovered is called the “Rouge”, quite apt considering his shenanigans over the past four weeks!

He didn’t deny it, I had got him banged to rights he said. He said he thought it would be a funny thing to do, when he saw the pack in Poundshop, especially as he knew that there was no way either of us could really grow a legitimate moustache.  Then he persuaded me to try one on for size. I think it makes me look a lot older, a bit like Inspector Frost

So, the mystery is over and since we haven’t managed to grow even the smallest whisker we are sending our donation to Tom the Brainy Scientist Person at 
http://uk.movember.com/mospace/1148660/

We’ve Been Blessed in a Totally Hello Magazine Type Way …..

Look what we have found in our PG Tips …..

It’s a little Monkey of our very own …… we LOVE him ….

Look at his little face , he is so cute.

He’s got a little Christmas reindeer jumper …..

…… but he needs some pants.

He has bought out Darrell’s maternal instincts.

We’ve decided to call him Nigel.  We are totally overwhelmed with love.

Enough Vitamin C to Sink A Battleship

It’s lovely to have Darrell back home, but I have been fretting that he may have neglected his 5 a day in favour of seaside dainties such as candy floss, pick and mix and extra large portions of fish, chips and mushy peas in a tray ……washed down with a diet coke.

So I have taken it upon myself to provide him with a little extra supplement of vitamin C.  Obviously scurvy hasn’t set in during his hiatus, in fact it seems to have done wonders for his moustache …… hmmmmmm. http://uk.movember.com/

Gillian McKeith – I’m A Faking Celebrity?

I’ve really missed watching I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out of Here with Darrell, but he has been watching it in Portsmouth and he’ll be back later tonight so we can share the last week together.  We still love Stacey with her lovely smile and she is our favourite to win …. but we think that perhaps Sean might pip her to the post. (Cheryl Cole is a far distant memory for Darrell now!)

Gillian McKeith on the other hand is not a crush either of us are likely to develop!  However the question both Darrell and I would like Ant and Dec to ask her is:-  if she professes so vehemently about not know anything about the programme and has never even seen it before ……. how come she knew enough to smuggle in such a vast array of spices, herbs and flavourings? Hmmmm we thinks the lady doth protest a little too much and is a fake!

And “if you really are what you eat” …… we suggest she comes and lives with us (no not really!, only figuratively speaking), where she would certainly benefit from our five a day regime!

Homeward Bound from Darrell's Second £9.50 Sun Holiday In As Many Weeks - Stopping Off At Winchester.

I like a bit of history. 

It makes me feel full of awe and wonder……..

…….. learning about stuff from the olden days.

Portsmouth Ho! Darrell’s Second Sun £.9.50 Holiday in as Many Weeks – Part 8 – Up the Spinnaker!

The end of my holiday is drawing nigh and with the festive season just a week away, I really should be with Monkey helping to start our Yuletide preparations, but,  no holiday to Portsmouth would be complete without a trip up the Spinnaker and so I have left the best till last.

It was  rather high and at first my vertigo was in danger of getting the better of me, but when Lucy said firmly “Darrell, what’s the worse that can happen?” I pulled myself together and then thought I would try this psychological tic-tac on Lucy herself next time we go anywhere near a boat, and the subject of sharks rears it's ugly head saying "Lucy, exactly how many sharks have attacked pleasure cruisers (in say Bournemouth) this year?"

I soon became quite bold …..and pushed myself to new limits …. (or heights!)

I couldn’t quite bring myself to walk across the glass floor .......

........ But I lay down and looked over the edge, without the slightest of collywobbles.

My only disappointment, and it’s only a teensy weensy one, is that there wasn’t a button badge for me to buy in the gift shop, I would have loved one to wear beside my Mudeford Quay one.

Fears conquered it's onwards and upwards as they say ….. perhaps the Eiffel or Blackpool Tower next?

Portsmouth Ho – Darrell’s Second Sun Holiday In As Many Weeks Part 7 – Awe and Wonder!

Look at the size of those lollies!

And look at the size of this grabber!!!! 
As the bald bloke with glasses on Masterchef would say “The amusements have just got bigger!”

Portsmouth Ho - Darrell's Second £9.50 Sun Holiday In As Many Months - Part 6

I wish we had telescopes like this in Wolverhampton, you can see things that are really far away…….

……. like the Isle of Wight Ferry.  It would have been nice to go “abroad” for a day, but Lucy’s fear of sharks continues to hang heavy over us.

While I was on the beach this morning, pondering, I wondered if Paul McKenna could hypnotise Lucy out of her shark phobia.

Portsmouth Ho - Darrell's Second £9.50 Sun Holiday in as Many Months - Part 5

Pick and Mix ….. does life get any better?

Portsmouth Ho - Darrell's Second £9.50 Sun Holiday In As Many Months - Part 4

I have taken it upon myself to take everyone a nice cup of coffee in bed each morning so that they can wake up slowly, ready for the rigours of a day out beside the seaside.

I have to admit that I’m not the tidiest or most organised person in the world.

Which is probably why I bought Bovril with us instead of Marmite ……. ooooops, not exactly Lucy’s favourite savoury breakfast spread of choice.

While everyone is showering and getting ready to go out, I like to take myself down to the beach for a bit of a ponder. This morning I pondered about where the nearest shop that sells Marmite is in relation to our caravan.

Portsmouth Ho! Darrell’s Second Sun £9.50 Holiday In As Many Months – Part 3

The weather is BRILLIANT, it’s mid November and I’m sitting in my shirt sleeves having a mocha latte cappo something., I feel very decadent!

……. And they have dead posh ice creams in Southsea, where we spent much of today

Lucy and I decided to have a different ice cream each so that we could taste each others. I naturally went the whole hog and opted for the “waffle with sprinkles, choc twin with flake” whereas Lucy made a more refined choice and had  a “Bunnies Ears”. Lucy isn’t one for much unabandoned nomming, but I am sure I heard her having a very quiet one!

Apple Crumble for Children In Need 2010

I hope you don’t mind me interrupting transmission of Darrell’s Portsmouth Ho adventures, but yesterday was Children In Need and the lovely girls what cook, made and sold apple crumbles to help raise some money.

I am very partial to an apple crumble so I made sure my name was on the top of the list and duly paid my £2.50 .

I went and checked production in the cookery room and it was like a military operation, first they peeled and chopped the apples.

Then they prepared the crumble, my favourite bit!

And I was there as they went into the oven, the smell was divine!  I knew I was in for a most satisfying tea when I got home.

 

Every detail had been thought of and I got my crumble in a lovely carrier bag with my name on and some coloured sticky spots.

The crumble was still warm as I travelled home on the Banga bus, so my lap was all toasty. “Got your tea there have you Monkey?” asked George “It smells most pleasant and appealing”  I wonder what Mrs.George had got for his tea?

I liked the label on the packaging, with all the instructions and stuff, but I think someone had trouble spelling my name! But I didn’t really need the bit about being frozen or put in the fridge………

 

……. because it didn’t last that long. I did think of saving a bit for Darrell ….. but I’m sure he’s having treats of his own.

I didn’t put anything on my crumble, I didn’t want anything to detract from my wonderful pudding ……… non, nom, nom, nom, nom! What a BRILLIANT Children in Need feast.  I will write a letter to the girls what cook over the weekend to thank them and compliment them on their culinary talents! Nom, nom.