{"id":748,"date":"2010-04-06T13:10:57","date_gmt":"2010-04-06T12:10:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/?p=748"},"modified":"2012-05-29T22:00:34","modified_gmt":"2012-05-29T21:00:34","slug":"day-3-in-the-big-brother-house-easter-holidays-in-scotland","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/2010\/04\/day-3-in-the-big-brother-house-easter-holidays-in-scotland\/","title":{"rendered":"Day 3 in the Big Brother House – Easter Holidays in Scotland"},"content":{"rendered":"
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A Highland cottage - not our one, it's too dark & wet to see our one.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Day 3 in the Big Brother House. Trapped in a cottage in the Highlands of \u00a0Scotland. Its pouring with rain, it’s been pouring with rain for 3 days now. The road is like a river, the fields are like lochs, the lochs are like whirlpools and the river has burst it’s banks on both sides.<\/p>\n

We have seen red squirrels, deer, wild pigs, a baby pig electrocuting itself on a fence (it’s fine), goats, a cow giving birth, 100’s of wooly boulders or sheep as they are most commonly known, wee hairy horses, kestrels, buzzards, curlews and an Osprey. That’s outside.<\/p>\n

Inside the\u00a0cottage\u00a0we have 4 adults, 3 kids & 4 dogs with cabin fever.<\/p>\n

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Let me out!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Flora – half dog, half womble\u00a0 has concussion. As the storm roared last night she made a valiant attempt to jump onto our bed. It is incredibly high so on attempt 1 she bounced back onto the floor. Attempt 2 she didn’t gain as much height and so cannoned off the hard, solid wood of the\u00a0base of the bed. I\u00a0 heard the dead drop of a mass of flesh and bones and honestly thought she had copped her whack. She lay there like\u00a0a stone still until I picked her up and placed her on a rummled up pile of clothes where she lay still\u00a0but breathing \u00a0until this morning.<\/p>\n

So\u00a0it’s mid-day,\u00a0the big dogs are sitting staring at us, willing us to take them out for a walk.\u00a0The 2 small ones can’t be bothered. Flora is sitting staring into space with a glazed expression, Plum the pup\u00a0has curled onto\u00a0my lap\u00a0hoping\u00a0to \u00a0sit completely still for the rest of the day. The wood burning stove is roaring and the Wii was\u00a0 taken out\u00a0 half an hour ago.\u00a0\u00a0Tracy the other grown woman\u00a0here has \u00a0just smashed the over head light with her over enthusiastic arm swing whilst trying to play Wii\u00a0tennis. I am currently being hoovered as the shards of the light seem to have spread through the entire house including my hair.<\/p>\n

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Our Easter bulbs - thanks Tracy<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I am gutted as\u00a0were\u00a0just ramping up\u00a0to get stuck into the Marcus\u00a0Wareing Chocolate brownies I made in anticipation of this very moment and had hidden for 3 days until they were at optimum stickiness.\u00a0Lips licked I had just\u00a0reached forward to get one to stuff into my face when\u00a0Tracy walloped the light.\u00a0After they finished me, they \u00a0hoovered the brownies\u00a0but despite this, some health and safety type individuals in our midst think that eating light bulb shards would really put a dampner on things and they should be binned\u00a0As if things weren’t damp enough. Lily livered, namby pamby nonsense if you ask me.Shards or not, this beauty is going down my gullet.<\/p>\n

When no-one is looking I intend to get at least 2 out of the bin and eat them. I am a rider at the gates of dawn and I am taking no prisoners.<\/p>\n
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At least one of these little beauties is going down my throat shards or not.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/dt>\n

We are re-enacting Iron Chef in here every night. 3 competitive cooks and 7 obsessed\u00a0consumers. \u00a0The results of which\u00a0I will post tomorrow if one of us hasn’t come a cropper with a sharp knife or a sliver of light bulb glass. Tempers are\u00a0 frayed. So I’m off to marinate my venison ironically as the field outside is full of wet deer looking hungry, sad, cold and wet.\u00a0 Let’s hope they don’t get a whiff of what’s in the pot for tonight or they may turn nasty. Dear dear deer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Day 3 in the Big Brother House. Trapped in a cottage in the Highlands of \u00a0Scotland. Its pouring with rain, it’s been pouring with rain…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[25,24,104,77],"tags":[481,242,480,479,379,477,482,478,216,235],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/748"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=748"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/748\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=748"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=748"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=748"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}