Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life… Have a lovely long weekend. We’re taking it easy… I’m flying to Italy to retrieve No 3 from the spoiling arms of his grandparents, Mr M is flying solo with the other two (… interesting times ahead…).
… you know what the say about buses… you wait for one for ages and then two show up at the same time? Well I can confirm it is also true about weekends away with your husband. Two weeks after the last one we found ourselves once again on a train speeding towards the capital …
The weather has been incredible this weekend… The Sun (by Mary Oliver) Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed and easy, floats toward the horizon and into the clouds or the hills, or the rumpled sea, and is gone– and how it slides …
Amazing weather. Cloudless sky. Blue blue blue. Mr M and I dragged two unwilling teenagers to visit one of the most iconic houses in the Britain: Blenheim Palace, home of the 12th Duke of Marlborough. The land and the money to build the house was given to the 1st Duke as a ‘thank you’ for …
If truth be known Lilli and I took this walk a few days ago… but I don’t think that photos of the 6 hours I’ve spent in the car today would be very interesting. I drove No 3 to the airport and I miss him already. I know he’s going to have a blast staying …
Let’s talk about knitting. ‘Boxy’ has been on my to do list for years. It’s a simple sweater, mainly stockinette, loose fitting (essential) with tight sleeves and pretty details on the shoulders. What’s not to like? Also is THE perfect watching-tv-whilst-knitting project because there are miles and miles, weeks and weeks, of stockinette stitch and …
Avocado – Persea Americana – Alligator pear… Not a huge fan. I’m ok with a guacamole dip… mainly because of the tortilla chips though… I think it’s the mushy texture. Slimy too. It’s weird, come on admit it, you avocado-philes out there. None of us in the family are huge fan… in fact it …
When I was younger ‘clogs’ were our summer shoes. The feeling of bare feet on the wooden sole, the feeling of being taller… the clippety cloppety noise… it reminds me of my childhood. Maybe it only happened a handful of times, or even ones and my mind is playing tricks with me… but either …
… I couldn’t sleep last night… Acquainted with the night (Robert Frost) I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain – and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat …
The husband and I abandoned our children yesterday and took the train to the big smoke. (We didn’t really abandon them. My sister was in charge) (Actually you could say we abandoned her with them… but everybody survived so it’s all good) First stop in our whistle stop 24 hours of freedom was the Hockney …
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