This month

It’s the time of year where my life is hectic, family birthdays and celebrations, special end of term school events for the children and I combined with day to day life. I don’t want to complain or seem ungrateful as I know there will be years to come when I will miss this busy, full life, but as I write this at the end of term, I am relieved it’s all done and am able to look back at some very happy memories made over the past month.

Living in a seaside town, the place becomes so vibrant and fun in the summer and there is always something happening if you potter down to town. Over the last month we’ve had the filming of the Antiques Roadshow which my husband and daughter (coincidentally on an Inset day) attended, rowing regatta, triathlon, jazz festival, sponsored hikes etc.. As a family we’ve had days out to Weymouth, Bournemouth, Tankfest (which the boys loved) and spent a day at a local football club for a tournament. There have been picnics and meals out and home grown veggies for tea.

One of the most special times this month was an unexpected family reunion. My Scottish uncle has been very, very poorly over the last few years but is recuperating and was finally fit enough to travel and flew down to stay with my parents. As he is still frail, I decided it wasn’t appropriate for us all to visit, so my daughter and I went for a quick 24 hour trip after school one Friday night. It was a quiet and low key visit, most of the time was spent around my mum’s large kitchen table, talking and just being together, but it was just so lovely. Over the past few years, I have seen photos of my uncle, so was prepared for the transformation from my large, gregarious uncle to a frail, old man. However his mind was as sharp as ever and his witty conversation was spot on. I know its probably the last time I’ll see him, but it was not a morbid, sad time but life affirming and thankful meeting. Its been a unusual time in the last 6 weeks, as I have spent time with two of my uncles whom I haven’t been able to see for many years. Both meetings have been wonderful and spontaneous, arranged just days before they happened, and I am so grateful that they happened, they have been genuine highlights of my year.

During this month, we have celebrated two family birthdays too, one to go next week. I do try to post pictures of my bakes, but they are too personal and identifiable this year. For my daughters cake, I had edible polaroid style photos of her with all important friends and family create a border around and displayed on the cake. It was a lovely effect and an unexpected delight appeared to be eating yourself on a photo?!? For my football mad son, it could only be football so it was a cake personalised with his team’s colours and logo.

We have also been busy with parkrun and managed to squeeze some tourism in when we visited my mum at Marine Parade. It was such a tonic to do a flat, simple course in comparison to our tough, hilly normal run.

To end this round up, we have been to see the Barbie film on its opening weekend. Its definitely one of those event films. I did wear my pink skirt and there was a lot of pink in the capacity audience, I love when the audience embraces and becomes part of the film. The film is so different to any other I have ever seen, a pastiche of a Barbie world, fun, uplifting and kitsch, whilst also delivering a very strong feminist message. I really enjoyed it and am looking forward to another viewing in the future.

Dirty Dancing

This afternoon, my daughter and I went to see the stage show of Dirty Dancing as a birthday treat. The tickets were a surprise from my husband because he knows how much I love the film. It has always been my favourite film but I was genuinely taken by my emotions this afternoon at the stage show.

I was excited for today and had planned all the aspects, from my watermelon nails, outfit and my old tote bag to a lovely al fresco lunch in the sunshine. There was such a gorgeous atmosphere in the town centre, it was absolutely buzzing, there was a European cheerleading contest at the large Convention centre with lots of practices happening in the gardens, as well as lots of people going to the beach to enjoy the sunshine or just strolling among the gardens and esplanade. It was one of those days when its just lovely to be there and share the happiness.

I have been reflecting on why I had such a strong reaction to the musical and I think it was a perfect storm of a few things. Firstly, I love the film and have lost count of how many times I have seen it. I was explaining to my daughter that whilst her generation has terrestrial, satellite tv and streaming, when I was growing up at the film’s release in 1987, we had 4 channels and had to watch films at the cinema. It was then a year’s delay for its release on video which we had to borrow from our local video shop. Dirty Dancing was the first film I actually owned, first on video and later on DVD and with limited choices, became my go to film. There was a time, in my teens when I think I was pretty word perfect on the script and yes I did cheer when the iconic lines were said today.

Whilst I may have watched the film, innumerable times, the CD soundtrack has also been one of my most played CDs ever. It came with me to university, to my year in France, to holidays played on my CD Walkman or trusty radio / CD player, it is pretty much the soundtrack to my teens and onwards. I love the songs, and it introduced me to so many classic songs, which led to further discoveries of some of the singers’ other work too.

Dirty Dancing appears such a simple holiday romance, but it is so much more and its abortion plot line was really quite unusual and brave at the time. Of the characters, I really could empathise with Baby, she was politically aware, determined, shy, clumsy, pretty much teenage me. Today I sat with my 15 year old daughter and felt the shift of change, perhaps I was no longer identifying with Baby, but the adults in the film. I was caught by the words of Mr Kellerman and Tito, the band leader, about the the passing of time and change. By the time the actors sang the camp closing song, I was genuinely crying and I really didn’t know where the tears came from. And then .. Johnnie appeared next to me for the iconic return to the ballroom. By perfect chance, I was sat in the aisle seat where after running down the aisle, he stopped before jumping onto the stage. I felt so part of it all and the happy tears flowed. But it wasn’t just me, my daughter noticed that there were others, all a similar age to me who had grown up with the film who too were crying. It was so emotional when we sang, cheered and danced through the standing ovation and encore and it took me a little while to compose myself and be able to explain to my daughter why Dirty Dancing was such an important film.

I never expected such a strong reaction to Dirty Dancing but on reflection I am pleased that I showed such emotion, its been such an important film in my life and it was an absolute delight to see it live with my daughter.

My week .. the one making plans

Whilst I made the collage a week ago, it’s been a difficult and challenging time again at home (birthday season for adopted children is triggering) So here are a few sentences to go with the photos until normal service is resumed …

– After an 8 hour online queue, I got my first choice tickets for the Chanel exhibition at the V&A. We’re off to see it in October half term.

– Watermelon nails as in this nail cycle we’re off to see the Dirty Dancing live show. It amuses me to have matched my nails to the iconic line.

– The Ted Lasso finale was perfect. It was true to its ethos and whilst we may have wanted some neat happy pairings, they wouldn’t have been true to the characters’ development. Please, please can we have a spin off series.

– Finally after years of trying, we have the most beautiful sweet peas in our garden. They make me smile every time I see them.

– We had school sports day and the Olivia Newton John photo was one shared in our group chat as we decided on outfits. I went for blue shorts and our school polo. We had a lovely afternoon in the sun with students and parents.

– On Saturday night, my son and I had a great evening watching the Champions League final. I do know my football so we have pretty good banter, just a simple and relaxed night.

My week … on the Isle of Wight

Over the past few years, we have enjoyed a UK half term holiday and it has always been a mini heatwave. This year was no exception with a week of hot, sunny weather, perfect for our caravan holiday. We were blown away by the quality and setting of our caravan, a beautiful 3 bedroom van with decking looking out to luscious fields.

We decided on the Isle of Wight as despite seeing it every day from our seaside home, the children had never visited it. The Isle of Wight is a bit of an iconic landmark for us, particularly for weather forecasting. If you can’t see the island from the beach then it is a very bad weather day as it is only 18 miles away. However, our journey to our caravan park was nearly 70 miles on road, including en route the ferry from Lymington to Yarmouth and onto Shanklin. I loved the ferry journey, its short and the sea was so smooth that we sat outside for both journeys, breathing in the sea salt spray and feeling the gentle breeze on your face.

Our children are now a little old for the park’s organised children’s activities so we had more off site trips. However they loved the sports courts and many an hour was spent playing football and hanging out with new friends.

We enjoyed lots of trips around the island. Our first activity was cycling the Red Squirrel Trail, which was a fantastic trip, cycling along the beaches and then onto a disused railway track in the heart of the countryside. The scenery was breathtaking and it was my favourite activity of the week, we also discovered the most picture perfect cycling cafe on the track perfect for a much needed drink in the warm sunshine.

Without a doubt, the children’s favourite activity was the Aqua park, it was so good we returned for a second trip later in the week. It is set in Tapnell park and having visited three aqua parks around the country it was exceptional for its organisation, safety, facilities and inflatables. Tapnell park is a beautiful venue, it is a farm for younger visitors, hosts a wonderful gastropub and has a stunning farm shop which sold refreshments for those watching and lots of Isle of Wight goodies which were great thank you gifts for our foodie neighbours. The children loved the inflatables, they were fun, with such a variety of challenges. We have so many videos and snaps of the sessions as the viewing area is so close to the action. It did help that we had two visits in stunning weather but tit really was a happy place for participants and spectators alike.

Another fun activity was a roller skating disco in Newport, the music was a great mix of modern and disco classics and the kitsch decor was perfect at creating a cool vibe.

As the Isle of Wight is such a small island, it was easy to travel around the island and we visited most of the popular towns. I enjoyed our day in Ryde where we discovered a community owned open air swimming pool and had a great session there, it had such a lovely vibe. It felt quite retro to watch that hovercraft whizzing over to Portsmouth from Ryde. We had been at the Spinnaker Tower in April and to look across and see it at a different angle was a nice reconnection to the great weekend. We stayed at Shanklin and I liked the old fashioned feel of the town, especially the old part which is picture perfect with thatched cottages and Chine.

It’s a little random for a holiday post but I must mention my holiday read, Alan Rickman’s diaries, they are brilliant, a real mix of cultural and political commentaries. The book is nearly 500 pages long and I had my Kindle with me at all times to nip into the book at any opportunity. I felt quite bereft when I finished the book. especially as I knew the very sad ending. There are some deaths which shock you and his, David Bowie and Victoria Wood within a few weeks of each other did make me sad, three leading lights in their fields.

I thought the Isle of Wight was perfect for a family holiday, it is a beautiful island with lots to see and do. It is very much a family rather than a party island but it fitted our brief superbly and we will have very fond memories of our sunny half term holiday.

My weeks … the ones with happy family times.

Sometimes your planned week can change and offers you the most wonderful opportunity. The first week of this fortnight offered such a lovely surprise. On Saturday, I was planning on running and volunteering on a parkrun, doing a bit of housework, pottering and perhaps starting a little holiday packing. However I got a text on Friday afternoon to ask if my parents and uncle could pop down and spend the afternoon with us. What made this so special is my uncle lives abroad and was only in the UK for a short visit. I hadn’t seen him in more than 15 years and I was so excited to see him. When I was a little girl he lived with our family in London for a time and when we moved to Reading he was a frequent Sunday visitor for a roast dinner and catch up. My uncle was always so kind and fun and I only have lovely memories of him, following our meet up, he remains very much the same Uncle of my childhood.

Saturday was one of those perfect days you cherish and made me smile all week. I did manage my parkrun and got my 25 volunteering award and then ran down to town to collect the fresh ingredients for lunch. I kept it simple with the most delicious olive bread from our local indie bakery, a Greek salad, hummus and dips, local cheese and cold meats and fresh summer fruits. After weeks of rain, the weather was perfect and we ate outside. Not only did we have my parents and uncle, my daughter’s boyfriend also came and neighbours chatted over the wall. Following our relaxed lunch we walked along the beach and then stopped at the artisan ice cream shop, if you’re going to do the seaside you need to do it in style. The day was just so lovely to spend time with my family and catch up, it felt there was no time between our last meeting.

On the same day, our boys were away all day as they had tickets for the final home game of the football season against Man Utd, it was sad they missed the day but perhaps it gave us more opportunity to reminisce and chat. The boys had a brilliant day too and I’ve made a photo book of all the photos my son had taken with his team as they posed for photos and signed autographs as they went in.

Apart from work, my weeks were very much getting ready for our half term holiday to the Isle of Wight. A holiday means a holiday hair colour and cut, fancy nails , holiday playlist etc.. I also am a keen organiser and had many holiday lists so that we were all ready for our car packing deadline of Friday evening. We have a new car since our last holiday with a smaller boot but by replacing our suitcases with fabric holdalls, I think we can actually take more things in a smaller space!

We travelled over to the Isle of Wight on Saturday morning. It’s quite exciting going on the little ferry and then travelled across the island to our caravan park in Shanklin. The caravan is lovely and the campsite beautiful. So far we’ve only been here for just over 24 hours but have enjoyed an outdoor swim, a walk to the beach and had a lunch of fish and chips (and veggie options) on the seafront. We also have reservations for local attractions too during the week, which I’ll report back on next week. The weather is gorgeous and best of all predicted to remain so all week.

These last two weeks have just shown it’s family and community which can make you feel so good, the connection helps you be the best you. Life is always about appreciating and embracing the simple things in life.

My week … the one with sunny walks

I have really enjoyed the consecutive bank holiday weekends and the temporary return to a four day working week. This weekend has definitely felt short in comparison as you try to squeeze everything in, especially as its been a beautiful sunny weekend, a real contrast to the preceding two wet weekends.

Monday was a very wet and miserable day, but it suited our plans I drove our daughter to her boyfriend’s and then took our son to the cinema to see Guardians of the Galaxy 3. I was surprised how much I enjoyed the film, it was very watchable, with a great soundtrack and some very pertinent plotlines, animal testing, family etc.. It was also nice to spend some mum and son time together and of course there were cinema snacks too.

The working week was good and productive, so evenings were spent relaxing. We finished the Diplomat on Netflix and are now awaiting the next season to find out what really happened at the end. I’m not a tv person, I enjoy watching a few things but have been very happy reading and finishing my book, ‘Its not me, its you’ by Mhairi McFarlane. Chick lit is wrongly maligned as a genre, but I need light and witty and I love McFarlane’s work. We also watched the latest Ted Lasso and again this series is simply genius. Hannah Waddingham, Rebecca in Ted Lasso has been co presenting Eurovision this week and has been absolute class. I haven’t watched a lot of Eurovision but caught a little of the end of the two semi finals which were more enjoyable than expected.

We tried to pack lots into a sunny weekend, the weather has been so grey and wet this year, that a sunny day demands an outdoor adventure! On Saturday, I did some pre run volunteering and then parkran, before a quick shower and change to do a walk between two local villages, stopping halfway for lunch, fresh pasties at a local bakers. The route took us through a forest carpeted in bluebells, through a farm and fields and meadows, before arriving at the very picturesque village. I was amused by the village’s leftover Coronation decorations, there appears to have been a scarecrow competition and we came across a bedraggled Prince Harry complete with bottle of champagne.

Today we decided to make full use of the £2 bus fare and went over to the neighbouring seaside town again. However today, we got off the bus early and walked along the prom for a few miles into the town centre, it was a beautiful morning and a sunny beach is the perfect Sunday morning vista.

Next week’s plans are preparing for the upcoming holiday with nail and hair appointments , before packing the week after as we leave straightaway when we break up. I like this anticipation and planning, holidays are our special times together.

My week .. the one with a Coronation

May is proving to be a lovely month for bank holidays, two consecutive three day weekends. After our busy Saturday and Sunday last week, Monday was simply a lazy, pottering day at home, I sorted out a few cupboards, put away the winter scarves and hats to be replaced by sun hats and caps and did some fadmin (family admin) a lovely little day.

There was a bit of a family drama this week, but that has now been resolved in sort. I would love a quieter life but with two teenagers in the house, this may have to wait for a few more years. We did have our daughter’s parents evening this week, school is difficult for her, its just not the right environment and she struggles with her behaviour. However, the consultation wasn’t as bad as we were expecting and there is that hope that if she can settle down in Year 11 and focus she may get the grades needed for the college course she is interested in. As a teacher, I have had students who didn’t thrive in school and am confident that my daughter’s character, intelligence and wit will serve her well in adult life. At the parents evening we had lots of resources shared with us to help independent study, one of which was Duolingo. I couldn’t resist and have signed up. At present its French ( I have a honours degree in the language , so perhaps not the most taxing for me) and I may try a new language too.

This week has been all about the preparation for the Coronation. There are Union Jacks hanging from every lamp post in our town and neighbouring villages. The King Charles post box topper is near my daughter’s school and the crown (which is huge, as tall as me) is at our local station. I haven’t put up any bunting, as there are parts of the coronation I feel uncomfortable with, most notably, the cost, upwards of £100 million in a cost of living crisis. I feel there is more indifference to this celebration and a lot of people are considering if this is the beginning of the end of the monarchy. However, as a teacher, we have looked at the history, made crowns, learnt how to sing and sign the national anthem, dressed in red, white and blue, picnicked and thanks to excellent reports on Newsround have considered the monarchy’s role in modern British society. Tellingly one of my students asked why the money for the Coronation could not be spent on the nhs, our young are wise beyond their years.

Our Saturday parkrun had a Coronation theme, so I borrowed some of the crowns we made at school, draped my leopard print Union Jack scarf around me and did my pre run volunteer stint. The weather was awful, very, very wet so all the accessories were taken off so I could concentrate on battling the wind, rain and very muddy conditions on the run. However, post run, I ate one of the best ever fruit cakes I have tasted, with the perfect amount of marzipan and icing printed with the coronation symbol. We also stopped for a second breakfast in the parkrun café so despite being the wettest ever parkrun, it was one of the most memorable too. By the time we got home the Coronation was in full swing so I had it on tv, whilst we showered and warmed up. I was wowed by Penny Mordaunt’s outfit (that dress, the cloak, the head piece) and role in the ceremony, standing perfectly with a heavy sword for hours was mighty impressive. Tbh, it was the fashion which caught my attention rather than the solemnity of the ceremony.

As the children have plans for tomorrow, today, Sunday was our dedicated family day of the weekend. Thanks to the national £2 price cap on bus fares, we took the open top bus across the ferry to our big seaside town, where we had a ‘Spoons’ breakfast and had a lovely meander along the beach, played on the slot machines on the pier, walked through the gardens and returned back home. There was a really nice atmosphere at the seaside, I think everyone was enjoying the sunshine as again the forecast is awful tomorrow.

My week … looking for colour

If I were to describe April 2023 in one word it would be grey. There has been the odd day of sunshine but it has been unseasonably cool and cloudy and one has had to seek out the colour and warmth.

If you’re searching for warm and humanity this month, the place to find it is in Ted Lasso, each episode of the new series is wonderful. In this week’s episodes the themes of immigration and racism were at the heart of the storyline yet it still felt so uplifting and positive, its a comedy where you can go from one emotion to another in seconds. I listened to an interview with Jason Sudeikis, the lead character and producer, this week and it made me love the series that little bit more, what a brilliant cast and production team. Mr S and I have also been watching the series, Funny Woman, starring Gemma Arterton, its a lovely pastiche of 1960s London but also addresses the changing values of the time, well worth a watch.

This week it was time for my decennial task, renewing my passport. I changed it to my new name when I got married which was also the week of my 30th birthday so its an easy date to remember for the renewal. I chose to take and upload my own digital photograph, the online renewal is a great feature but I did need a few takes until the photo passed the quality test. I think I will feel rather sad when I get my new passport, it will be the new blue cover as a result of Brexit and I presume that the wording will have changed to His Majesty, sometimes its the little things which are reminders of the changing times.

Recently I have been listening to a few fashion podcasts with the focus on sustainable fashion. In February I ordered a skirt from Unfolded, an ethical company which makes clothes to order and it arrived this week. I am very happy with the skirt, the size, colour and pattern are perfect and I can’t wait to do a little twirl in it. I also wore a pair of wedge espadrilles today which I had picked up brand new in a charity shop a few weeks ago, I do like a mooch around a charity shop, a lot of times there is nothing suitable but sometimes there is a little gem which makes the browsing worthwhile.

Although its a bank holiday weekend, we didn’t really have any big plans, the boys had tickets for the football today and I wanted to do parkrun yesterday. However I did want to something special to mark the longer weekend. Usually this might have been a bit of parkrun tourism but as my top two tourist parkruns are in very busy holiday towns, I decided to give this idea a miss and ran and volunteered at our home parkrun. Instead, I chose to visit some gardens which has been on my to do list for years. These gardens came highly recommended but I had never found the time to visit, a Sunday at the end of April did seem like the perfect opportunity to see the colourful blossom and looms. The gardens were magnificent, I feel like I have discovered my little sanctuary and actually feel quite emotional about the visit. There were the formal Italian and Japanese gardens and then the more relaxed, rock and water, woodland and heather gardens, all were special in their own way. My daughter came with me and despite her indifference at the visit, she was enthralled and took some incredible photos, I really can’t wait to go back and revisit in a different season.

As we left the gardens, I stopped to let a car out of a side road and glanced at the post box to my side as the car drove off. To my excitement (and my daughter’s bemusement) the post box featured the really rare Edward 8th insignia, of which there were only 161 made, and the only one that has been missing from my #postboxbingo. #postboxbingo dates from the first lockdown and was a feature on my favourite podcast With Me Now. It helped give our walks a focus and fun in some strange and worrying times and I was so happy to finally complete it three years after the challenge began. I didn’t want to simply look up an address and go the the post box but find it spontaneously, I like that a doing a nice thing led to its discovery.

My week .. the one with the start of the Summer term.

As a teacher my life is pretty much planned around the school year and this week my favourite term of the school year began, with lots of outdoor adventures to be had. However, it doesn’t feel very summery yet, as the warmer, sunnier weather is very slow to arrive this year. Its been a pretty drizzly and grey week, at least my new water bottle has at least given me a spark of joy and a hint of summer.

Due to building works at my son’s school, he had an extra week’s holiday this week and Mr S and he took advantage of this and went to stay for a few days in Bristol with Grandad. Consequently it felt quite an odd week, no one really in a proper routine yet. I think it may feel like this for the coming weeks, my daughter has two days off next week and then we have the two consecutive bank holiday weekends. Its been ages since both of my children did the same full week at school due to Inset, building works and teacher strike days. I am thankful that Mr S is at home as I think the juggling of work and childcare would have been pretty impossible over the past few months.

With the boys away, the back to work week for the girls was quiet. In the evenings, my daughter and I have been watching the Marvellous Mrs Maisel, its the final series but the use of forward flashes allows us to know her full history. The costumes, witty dialogue and New York setting are all as perfect as in previous series. The wonderful Ted Lasso also continues its weekly drop, this week’s Amsterdam episode was excellent on so many different levels. I will feel bereft when these two series end.

There was a fitness theme to our weekend, which also featured the London marathon, such an inspirational watch every year. We started Saturday morning with a parkrun, the children and I volunteered on car park duties and then they cheered me on whilst I ran, as they couldn’t be persuaded to join me. Later in the day my daughter and I popped up to a parkrun social event, its always fun to see people out of the parkrun environment, mainly its the clothes, no running gear in sight! On Sunday the boys went off to football, so it was a girls trip to the gym, with the treat of a jacuzzi and sauna after the hard work.

Sunday also saw the test national emergency alert at 3pm, however it appears to have gone off early at 2.59pm and not all the phone networks were able to broadcast it. I’m not surprised about the mess, it kind of sums up the UK at present, more fine tuning required!

Its a quiet week again coming up but the excitement of a bank holiday weekend. When I worked in my former school, a residential setting, we always had to work on this coming bank holiday so I am delighted to finally enjoy it for the first time in 19 years! We have no firm plans soon, I would be very happy to just be pottering around at home.

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My week .. the one with the snow blossom

My photo this week is a simple example of how one can ‘gram’ your life. The blue skies belie the awful weather we endured most of the week, and the snow blossom in the title refers to the blossom furiously shaken from the trees by Storm Noa. We were very fortunate that the two days we had outdoor plans this week, Thursday and today, Saturday were beautiful sunny days.

In reading back last week’s post, I noticed that I hadn’t added photos of my table decorations and the bumper selection of Easter chocolate I had gathered for the Easter hunt, so I have added these as really who wants to see grey skies and pictures of sitting at a desk and doing admin?

The week started with a wet and dreary bank holiday Monday. I sorted some holiday insurance and then inspired by Mr S’ suggestion to move my bureau into our light and warm dining room, I rearranged the furniture in our lounge and dining room. Its a bit of a misnomer calling our dining room a dining room, as we no longer have a dining table in the room and it is more of a day room in which Mr S and I now have desks, a sofa and a television. It has a glass door onto our little courtyard and double aspect windows so is a lovely bright and warm room, rather like a snug. I am really pleased by the transformation and its made me more productive in the evening as I’ve sat at my desk and planned and organised rather than being on the sofa. Monday felt like a very productive use of a very wet day.

On Tuesday, Mr S took the children to Exeter to visit his sister and drop off our son who was going to stay for a couple of nights. This was arranged quite late and with two pre-booked appointments, I stayed at home. I can’t explain the joy of having a day to myself. I am always surrounded by people; at work, at home and even on my commute, I am accompanied by my daughter. I am so rarely alone that the simple pleasure of being on my own is blissful. I had a few hours to potter around, wash my car, take a few things to the dump (I know what a way to spend a day!) and then had a good old natter with my hairdresser and an appointment with my osteopath. I popped into town and had the good fortune to bump into two old friends and there were lengthy catch ups with both.

Wednesday was another wet and miserable day, so again it was a home day and in the afternoon, I drove our daughter’s boyfriend back home to the neighbouring town and my daughter and I popped into town for some bits and bobs, tshirts, underwear etc.. not an exciting shopping trip but essential.

Thursday was a real highlight with a return trip to Abbotsbury Sub tropical gardens. We were last here in October and had wanted to return to see the blossom in the spring. Its a convenient mid point for us and our sister in law to meet up and we had a lovely day out with both families. The weather was gorgeous and the blue skies so welcome. There were so many beautiful colours with all the blossom, an uplifting sight. I was so pleased to see my son too, it may have only been two days, but I missed him lots. He’s away with Mr S again next week as he has an extra week of holidays and they’re off on a boys trip to see Grandad. In the meantime I’m trying to make the most of our time together and I sense a mum and son day is needed soon.

Friday was again really wet, miserable and cold. In the morning, my son and I walked to the market, but there was little pleasure in such a wet and windy walk, many of the market traders hadn’t set up stalls due to the weather. In the afternoon, I had a meeting with two of my local councillors about my complaint on our son’s EHCP, they were really helpful and I do hope that the matter will get resolved. I finished the afternoon with a café trip with my friend for a much needed and overdue catch up.

This morning, I was so surprised to see my son up and dressed in his tracksuit and asking to come to parkrun. We’ve been trying to persuade him to come along for all the years in which his sister and I have been doing parkrun, and prior to today he has only done one parkrun in which he walked with Mr S. I don’t know what the motivation was today, possibly blue skies for the first time in ages, but I was delighted to have him come along and run. The two children went off and ran together, sharing ear buds and listening to their playlist of drum and base, whilst I pootled behind with my playlist of 70s and 80s tunes. I would love him to become a regular parkrunner and I hope today has inspired him. The rest of the day has been our usual potter down town and watching the footie results with another crucial win for the boys’ team. This evening I continued with my new weekly recipes and made a pea and asparagus tart which was delicious with a real spring flavour.

Its back to school next week for my daughter and I, although it will feel a little different with my son and husband being away for a few days. I’ve no real plans for the upcoming week, I would like to pop to the gym to try and do some of the cross training recommended by the osteopath, but its more about quietly easing into the new term. The summer term is my favourite of the year, especially this year with a bonus bank holiday.