Dear Children, you are invited…
To kick start the holidays with a bang, we wanted to do something special with the children, set us up for a Super Sixfest over the next two weeks. But for the same reasons we haven’t gone away (i.e., the bank is frighteningly devoid of funds), we couldn’t really do anything big and wowser-ish. But I had a stroke of genius (I do that sometimes), and on to my weekly grocery order I added some of the ‘takeaway’ chinese meals – two boxes of the set menu’s for two, plus a range of extras (they happened to be on 3 for 2, which was a bonus!). I hid them, and then printed this up, and posted the envelopes beneath bedroom doors; Cue much buzzing and twittering and combing of hair choosing of smart shirts upstairs. Princess dress...
Facepainting. Uh huh.
Getting out the face paints to fill a Sunday morning is ALWAYS a good idea. Especially when you’re not the one doing the...
When The Super Six Went To Northumberland
Last week we went North. To the Cheviots in Northumberland, and stayed at Dunsdale House in the College Valley. It was about the THE most perfect holiday cottage location we have ever found. Simply Stunning – and utterly remote. we cant’ wait to go back when the weather is warmer! Here’s a glimpse: Tweet
The List of Things To Do; 1 – Dawn on WinGreen Hill.
Over the summer, C and I have taken to opening the patio doors wide before we go to bed, lying on our backs in the doorway and watching the stars and chatting. Although we spend most of our days in each others company, it is these last hours before bed that we have both come to cherish – as the nights have grown chillier and damper we have simply added a spare duvet and more cushions, and stayed up far too late, far too often as we watch the sky (or listen to the rain) and talk and talk. On one such night, a few weeks ago, we started talking about things we never seem to get around to doing. Things we each have at the back of our brain to ‘do sometime‘. Not big things, not necessarily ‘life-changing’ things - just...
Today I chatted to my aunt. And It Was Good.
My Auntie K is my Mum’s younger sister. She’s intelligent, educated, travelled, interesting and quite lovely. I haven’t seen her for nearly 20 years. When the Family Nasty all came out, and I felt an overwhelming need for a ‘grown up’ she was the one I turned to, despite us not really being very close. In recent times we have chatted on Facebook occasionally, and talked vaguely of meeting up, but never seemed to quite manage it. I knew she was still very much in touch with my Mum (how could she not be, they are sisters and I of all people know how that tie binds you) and yet we managed to carve an independent space for a her-and-me relationship. I LIKE her. I respect her. So when she messaged me to say she was travelling to Cornwall...
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