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
That Holiday Thinkings Thing.
You get all caught up with life, being busy, getting things done, keeping the balls in the air and the wheels turning… and then you go on holiday. And you stop. And you breathe. And as you move slowly through these strangely unplanned, unrushed, peace-filled days, your brain starts to turn at its own speed again, uninterrupted by telephones, emails, social media and general 21st century noise. You find yourself thinking clearly through the foggy issues of recent months. You make decisions, you make plans, you are ready to make changes. Because it’s so easy, away from it all, to see what you WANT to do, isn’t it? Stretched out in the warmth of a peaceful afternoon, eyes closed against the baking heat of the sun, your brain is freed from all...
Bonne Vacance.
Oh Yes. The car is finally ready for it’s epic 1586 mile journey The slow flat is fixed with a shiny new tyre. The dysfunctional brake light (the extra one across the top of the rear window that you don’t actually need) has been replaced. At EXORBITANT cost, I might add. The duff on/off/on/off/clicky-puff-crackle stereo has NOT being replaced with a new model (£1000 the man from Toyota say. Piss off, the man from the house say…). Bastardos. Thankfully nice-man-in-local-garage had a solution. A CHEAPER solution – £120 later, and we have a shiny new working stereo for Harry Potter-ing across France. The car no longer tells me how many miles I’m doing to the gallon, mind… (there’s a loss), nor does it have a truly shitty...
We’re back…
Wales was beautiful and wet and chilly and glorious and just… Wales. We love it so. No time now, but wanted to show the 2011 version of The Four… Tweet
A new o-o-old post.
I just cheated a bit for LittleStuff’s Blog Hop – created a new post, but plopped it waa-a-ay back into 2005, where it needed to be (Yes, I’m still that shonky at back-filling the past. I’ll get there one day, honest). But if you wanted to go take a look at what The Three looked like back in 2005, it’s here. It really was the most precious of times. The 3yr old Boy had been…horrible. For months. Honestly. He was awkward, angry and utterly unbendable. And mostly at C. At some point, somewhere, C had committed some cardinal error. We never did find out what it was that he had done. And Boy went from hero-worshipping his Daddy to outright resenting his presence in the house. But if Boy wanted Juice, daddy was not allowed to get it....
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