Well, after a solid translation slog of almost 2 weeks, I decided it's time to have a weekend off. There are certainly perks - although not that many - to be your own boss.
We went down to Northamptonshire to see my husband's parents and my daughter was so excited to see her Grandma and Grandpa, although she has now decided that Grandma is Granny, there you go.
We had a lovely time and packed a picnic and despite a massive tantrum by a 2 1/2 year old in the car park, it was lots of fun.
We went to Coton Manor, if you ever find yourself in the area, beautiful gardens.
There is something so lovely about doing things like this, going out with family and having a great day, eating outdoors, having a picnic... I guess it reminds me of the good times growing up, when my Great Uncle would pack us all into the Merc and set off to the Black Forest, we would hunt for blueberries, have a picnic and laugh lots, being eaten alive by bugs was part of it, just as much as my Uncle spraying my Nan and his wife with water... We would always come home late, late afternoon, filthy, tired but very happy. Those were the good times!
Yes, it was a good day.
We used to live very close to Coton Manor, mum & dad always used to get season tickets. We love it there.
ReplyDeleteYou should try and go there in early May next year to see the bluebell wood. It's AMAZING!
It is lovely, I can't believe how lucky those people are living in that house! The roses were all in full bloom and the scent was lingering everywhere... gorgeous!
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