… 2ndweek of Uni underway. Initial thoughts? Many and varied ones. (This post has nothing to do with fruit crumble by the way, the photos are just here for the ‘bants’). It’s a strange feeling to be sitting in a room with young people the same age as my eldest, trying not to act like a ‘mum’ …
I was starting to beat myself up for not showing up here when I realised it would have been completely stupid. Blogging is meant to be a pleasure, a time-out activity, not a chore… so why should I beat myself up if I don’t do it? I’m certainly not getting paid for it! So I …
I love weddings. The happiness, the flowers, the dress, the smiles and the cheesy toasts, the dancing… This weekend Mr M and I drove South to Richmond for a wedding at the Bingham Hotel, a lovely place right on the river. Shame the weather didn’t quite play ball. Our room was on the top floor …
And we’re back. The sky is quite grey this morning, but we’re bracing ourselves for a heatwave in the next few days… we’ll see. They’re never as hot as they say. The laundry is almost all done – well, until no 1 and no 2 arrive back from their trip tomorrow and then we’re back …
Day 3. But let’s talk about ‘Forces of Nature’, by Jane Harper. It’s another case for Aaron Falk, the Australian policeman whom we first met in her debut novel ‘The Dry’ (also brilliant). this time it’s a case of a woman missing ‘in the bush’ during a team building exercise gone wrong. Whilst I got …
Day 2
Day 1. That was about it for today. More of the same tomorrow. (minus the cricket… but I’m sure my lot will be able to find other sporting events to subject me to!).
‘Wimbledon’ is as English as it’s possibly be… as English as strawberries and cream (sadly, I didn’t have any…) and Pimm’s (… ahem… moving on swiftly) and on a superbly sunny day like yesterday it was pretty glorious. (It is, however, incredibly and anachronistically white/middle class English… not quite, not at all actually, a true …
One more posts. Just for me. So I can remember. Cesena: It was a fab few days. They could have been filled with longing and sadness but instead it was laughter and fondness and remembering and the certainty that leaving all those years ago had been absolutely the right thing to do. Friends, real friends, …
Day 2. I woke up in my parents’ place in Tuscany… … and had to force myself to get up… it’s such a relaxing place I feel immediately lazy and chilled there… … the weather is incredible, really really hot. Not that I’m complaining! I then drove to my home town to have breakfast in …
while you're ahead... 