Did you make it to a proper holiday this year? We didn’t. We’ve had a couple of nights as a couple in Leamington Spa, a long weekend as a family in Northumbria and Peter and I have a weekend booked in London during October. Weekends away suit us as small business owners, because to an extent the work required to get ready for even a … Continue reading Book Friday: The Art of Being a Tourist at Home by Jenny Herbert
There are days when waking and having an hour of peace is absolutely wonderful. And there are days when the bed calls me back. Today was the second sort of day, so after waving Son Number 1 off to work at 8, I crept back into my warm bed and had a half hour of cosy wrapped up resting. I don’t very often drop off … Continue reading Five Minutes Crochet and a New Place to Visit: September Small Things Day 2.
When I was a little girl my Mum used to accuse me of building castles in the air. Meaning my plans were baseless and had little chance of succeeding. I think she was referring to my alternative careers as a princess, astronaut, Olympic gymnast and shepherdess in a Thomas Hardy novel. Oh… and international musical sensation. I had very little chance of being any of … Continue reading My Life Needs More Castles.
My kids are all back at home, all in the house and we have 62 days (all of July and August) until potentially we’re split up again. I remember when they were young looking at the six weeks of summer holidays with a strange blend of excitement and anxiety. Would the weather be good or bad? Did I have enough cash to stretch to everything … Continue reading There’s 62 Days of Summer Vacation and University Comes Along Just to End Them…
Sometimes holidays just seem like the hardest task we set ourselves. Prepping for going away, washing, packing, listmaking, arranging for pet care, parent care, tidying ready to go away, travelling (worse yet if it’s abroad and all the extra worries of foreign travel are piled on top). Sometimes it’s just so much easier to stay home. When the children were small, we used to visit … Continue reading Nefyn. Not This Year, Except in My Dreams.
Four more weeks. Four more weeks. Four more weeks. And international travel seems a distant dream on the horizon (why oh why does Microsoft tempt me with screensavers of Crete and Corfu, Capri coast and California when the closest I am going to get to any of them is a Capri Orange or a quick rewatch of Mamma Mia? And the people who would usually … Continue reading There’s Just No Getting Away From It This Year…. so I might as well read a book.