From Axbridge to Australia the HoJo way: Morning Views

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Thursday, July 5, 2012

June in Boscastle

Sad Puppy

Very Sad Puppy

New Uniforms

Blue Sky

Happier Puppy

Even Happier Puppy

That was June.

Apart from lots of working, and visitors staying and long walks and other things.

Friday, May 25, 2012

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

More Views

We have eaten birthday cake

Strolled along the river

Looked out to see the sea

Gazed into big brown eyes

And breathed.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

A New Day..more walking expected

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Rush Hour in Boscastle Harbour

Friday, March 30, 2012

More Morning Views in Boscastle

Friday, March 23, 2012

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Every weekday morning, we see the kids off to school on the bus and go for a short walk down to the harbour to check the sea is still there! Yup it is, then back to the cafe to put the coffee machine on and start the day.

It is a great way to see in the morning, say hello to the neighbours and play 'guess how many bottles of milk the note in the window will say' simple things :o)

Guess who has her PC back???

A Brief Service Announcement

Hi and welcome to our family blog. We both contribute here, so we write in the third person, unless Carolyn is doing one of her picture posts. It is just how we do things around here. You'll get used to it, we have :o) We love having visitors, and comments are great, but please, Anonymous? if you are posting anon, or don't have a blog to link to, thats fine, you are just as welcome here but please, sign or initial your comments so we don't feel like you are a robot.

Cheers

Ian and Carolyn
And the kids.
And the pets.

Why is Fraser not Anthony anymore????

We get asked this a fair bit from the folks and friends back in the UK, so we explain..... Anthony was supposed to be Fraser but as we drove to hospital (yuk spit) in labour we realised his initials would be FA not great from a football point of view nor another you may think of, so Mr Hojo in his wisdom decided to swap the names around. Mrs Hojo was busy and should have said no, but there you go, she was busy producing offspring in a short staffed, worse than mediocre hospital that leaves people alone for hours on end when they really should be tucked up in a half empty ward, bitter? me? you noticed. Anyhow, Fraser has heard this story a few times, more as we were visiting the relatives one last time before we left the Uk for Oz and piped up that if his Mum wanted me called Fraser them I am.
And that was that.
We started in a new country and all remembered his name, easy as pie.
So now you know.
You know what, he really SHOULD have been called Fraser, it suits. And no one will ever call him Tony, thats a good thing :o)

From Axbridge to Australia the HoJo way