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Happy holidays

Having avidly watched the weather forecast for Tenerife over the past month we are finally here and actually it doesn't matter anymore, all that matters is that we are together and I can stop for a few precious days. After an early start yesterday for a 7:30am flight we arrived to a cloudy warmth which was lovely despite it not being wall to wall sunshine. In fact when the sun is out properly it's still really hot so a bit of cloud is a nice compromise - spot the Brit abroad. Each time we do something like this I  see the change in our babies growing up. This time they got the fact that we had an early start and so after a late tea they both snuggle down to watch a bit of hotel TV and then went off to sleep with no complaints (other than a last min bed change so Abi was with Glenn and Izzy with me). When they woke up again it was very easy, everybody did what they needed to and despite having not bothered with iPads for the plane, survived the 4.5 hour flight with no cross words... Helped by a 7 month old baby in the row behind us who was quickly adopted and happily stroked as much as the (willing) mum allowed.

Our home for the week is lovely - shared pool and spacious house with all that we need. The pool isn't heated but that doesn't seem to bother either Abi or Izzy who have developed a routine of swimming until their lips turn blue, at which point they jump out, run around and then jump back in - rather them than me! Both Glenn and I opted for a run instead this morning - hmmm. It's either up or down and nothing in between. Glenn went first and tried to explain the route for me, which of course I managed to listen to the first 2 instructions before promptly getting lost. I ended up following a sign
which looked promising but almost immediately took me off road and down a ravine before heading vertically uphill. A 'longest ever mile' PB of 18 mins followed along with burning legs and lungs - good training I think!

The other good thing about separate houses but shared pool is company. As hoped one of the other houses has a family with young children - 4 year old Henry and 18month old Livvy. Henry is great fun and has adopted Izzy as the older sister he doesn't have. Abi meanwhile has taken on the role of surrogate Mum for Livvy, making sure she is kept entertained at all times. Not sure Mum and Dad are quite ready to let her take over completely but it's only day 1!

So the weather forecast says we will have a mix of sunshine and torrential rain and as long as there is a balance we'll be just fine. I'm certainly looking forward to a proper few days of doing very little.



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