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 Where do the weekends go? I was just wondering what to write about that's different from the normal 'lovely weekend - walked dogs, played in garden, ate too much, got out on the bikes... etc. etc..' when Glenn came down the stairs laughing and saying - go and look at the girls.

Abi is in her dressing gown with quilt and blanket, both enormous monkeys on the floor under another blanket. Izzy on the other hand is in a summer quilt with her sleep mask on and a monkey obviously somewhere under the covers as there is an arm sticking out the side! perfect photo opportunity!

So this weekend has been lovely despite Glenn being away (Revolution bike ride - I should have gone as well but couldn't muster the enthusiasm) and us being home alone. Actually its so much easier these days - particularly as the girls had open morning at school and a play date. I woke early on Saturday and got up as I knew I had some work to catch up on. I had nearly 2 hours of lovely peaceful morning time - my favourite time of the day - before Abi wandered down at 8.35am - very late for her. We then sat and chatted until Izzy surfaced 15 mins later and then there was a bit of a rush (but not too bad) to get them to school having had random breakfasts of pancakes (Izzy) and pasta (Abi) - whatever takes your fancy! This then meant I could get the dogs out and then come home to go out for a very much shorter ride than I would have done had I gone away for the weekend which was just fine. I had the most wonderful 30 mile ride - the countryside looks glorious and the weather was sunny - loads of other cyclists out and everyone was smiling. I felt like stopping and taking photos of so many things...but I didn't - Glenn has me well trained!

One possible plus of this weekend was on returning from walking the dogs this morning - before breakfast as ever when Glenn  is away, Abi turned to me and said "Mummy I don't think I will have a horse when I'm in Year 8" "Oh" said I, "why not?" "Too much trouble" says Abi -"I'd have to get up and do this sort of thing everyday with a horse.." Yep - good point Abi - hold that thought! Don't think it will ever put her off dogs though.

The garden is coming into its own, albeit after the biblical rain we had on Wednesday we were a bit worried it was going to get washed away. The whole of the village was under water, luckily we aren't prone to actual flooded houses just flooded roads, the school was separated by the stream which had become a raging torrent, and our house showed that it can only withstand so much and the damp got in and stained our (newly decorated of course) playroom ceiling. Just typical - 2 years and no problem, paint the ceiling and it rains cats and dogs. Hopefully its a one off although it does make me nervous. Aside from that its looking wonderful and I'm enjoying little bits of planting here and there. I may even spread out to some more beds... but maybe I'll wait and see how much watering there is to do - I always get excited at this time of year, overplant and regret it.... patience calls!


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