Family Shenannigans!

Whew! I'm glad it's Monday! We've had a hectic weekend and a full house, as my stepdaughter, aka Katiebug came to stay with her partner and baby Jonah (we used to call her The Whale when she was pregnant with him!) on Friday. Also my stepson, the Boy Wonder arrived on Saturday. (we now call him the Boy Wanderer for reasons I'll explain later).

Anyway, we had a lovely time, Jonah is such a good baby, he sleeps all night now and spends a lot of time gurgling and babbling away to himself, hardly cried at all apart from when he got hungry. He is 4 months old now and I can't believe how the time has flown. It only seems like yesterday we went to see him when he was a day old.

Hubby does all the cooking in our house (aren't I a lucky girl?!) and made a great steak and mushroom pie for dinner on Friday, the most wonderful spaghetti bolognese on Saturday and a big roast chicken Sunday lunch with all the trimmings yesterday. I think he was quite relieved to be able to relax yesterday afternoon once Katiebug & co had left after lunch. The Boy Wonder had gone into Birmingham to meet friends so he was away most of the day which gave us the house back.

About 7 o'clock the BW rang to say he was going to the cinema to see The Mummy 3, so would be back later. About 9.45 we got another call! He was stuck at Bournville station (about 3 stops away) as the train had been full and he had stepped off to let a crowd of Japanese tourists off with their luggage. By the time they had all cleared out of the way, the train had started pulling out of the station and he had missed it! (Yeah, I know! Sounds like a tall story to me too, but there you go!)Well, as you may imagine Hubby was not best pleased having to dash out and go to his rescue, as the next train wasn't for another half hour and he had settled down for a nice rest.

This is not the first escapade the BW has had on trains. A couple of months ago he came up to stay from Salisbury and had to change at Birmingham New Street for the local stopping train down to us. We had arranged to meet him at our local station after work. So we duly drove to the station and parked up. We could see the trains stopping and letting off the passengers. We rang him on the mobile to check he had arrived at Birmingham OK. Where are you we asked "I'm on the train, should be there in 10 minutes" he replied.

10 minutes later a train arrived and the passengers got off, but no sign of the BW. He must be on the next one we said, so we waited, and waited! Half an hour and 3 trains later there was stil no sign of him. We rang him again "Where are you?" "On the train" "what was the last station you went through?" "I don't know" "Well ****** find out!, ask someone!". We can hear him asking someone across from him and a voice saying Bristol. This is not the answer we wanted. He is only on the Express back down south! "Whats the next station?" we ask. He consults the other passengers and we hear the reply Gloucester! OMG! This means he is going to be stuck over 50 miles from here.

We go home and await developments. Katiebug rings from Manchester. The BW has rung her and not us! so we ring the BW for an update. He has arrived in Gloucester and fortunately there is a return train in 10 minutes, so he'll go back to Birmingham and change there to come to us. So 4 hours later than expected he finally turns up!

We just hope he's not going to make a habit of this!!