Thursday, 8 October 2009

UP, UP and away

Back Early September we went to a balloon festival with our Daughter (Lucie) and Steven her partner (at the time, now her hubby). Steven is into balloons in a big way, they went to Metz in France around July time, spending 2 weeks chasing, flying and talking balloons with all their friends.


Our balloon day turned out to be a very enjoyable day, I must say the nearest to a balloon I have ever been is spotting them in the sky. I really don't like heights and standing in a wicker basket, held up with some string and a linen bag full of air, really terrifies the life out of me. My hubby on the other hand a bit of a dare devil, has always liked the idea of a balloon flight, so our Son-in-law organised a flight for Ian.

First of all he went up in the Churchill balloon, still tethered to the ground, yes OK, maybe after watching a few more, I might consider touching the basket and having a look inside, but still not ready to take that big step. Its the noise as well that gets me, that horrible sound of whooshing flames that zoom into the balloon. Even though my 10 month grandson has been in a balloon.
Then, the time for Ian`s big moment, a couple of friends of Steven and Lucie`s offered Ian a flight, OMG wow, he`s finally going to do it, that's another thing off his list of "I must do`s before I die".
So out of little trailers and vans came, wicker baskets and all the things you need for a flight, balloons everywhere being checked and laying on the ground, slowly rising with hot air, what an amazing sight, I think there was over 50 balloons that day. All different colours and sizes, lovely!

within minutes, he was in the basket, camera in hand and gone, not even a kiss, hug, a goodbye, or even a see you soon, that could of been the last time I ever saw him, this man I have spent my last 24 years with man, who was like a kid with a new toy :0) not a worry in the world. Smile on his face nearly as big as the balloon it self.





















The Owen family celebrate


WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO THAT DARK HAIRED BABE
WHO`S NOW A BLUSHING BRIDE
WHAT HAPPENED TO THE YEARS BETWEEN I ASK,
AS I LOOK WITH PRIDE.

TOO SOON SHE MET THE MAN OF HER DREAMS
AND FLED THE NEST, TIME TO GO
BUT ALL TOO SOON, SHE WAS BACK AGAIN
THIS TIME WITH STEVE IN TOW
.

SHE SAID `WE’D LIKE TO STAY AWHILE
TO SORT THINGS OUT, “AS YOU DO”
BUT I THINK IT`S FAIR TO WARN YOU
THAT I MIGHT BE EATING FOR TWO

I PICKED TANYA UP FROM THE KITCHEN FLOOR
AND POURED HER A GLASS OF WINE
AND WHEN SHOCK TURNED TO ELATION
WE BOTH SAID “OK”, THATS FINE
OH HAPPY FAMILIES, FUN GALORE
THERE`S CATS AND DOGS AND SO MUCH MORE

AND NOW WE HAVE A GRANDSON
HE`S THE HANDSOMEST LAD BY FAR
AND WE ALL LOVE HIM DEARLY
I`M SO PROUD TO BE HIS GRANDPA

SO NOW MY DAUGHTER`S SETTLED
WITH A HOUSE FULL OF HAPPINESS
SO FROM, TANYA, MYSELF, THE MENANGERIE,

GOOD LUCK, GOOD HEALTH, - GODBLESS!!