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Home alone...


Still a big kid at heart!
May day bank holiday and it's been wall to wall scorchio, so much so that we've hardly known what to do with ourselves. Add to that the fact that I have to keep up with both children and their varying / changing diaries and I've had a relaxing but not exactly purposeful weekend.


Abi announced early in the week that she wanted to go to Angie's this weekend. Can't say I blame her - a perfect weather forecast, a long weekend and lovely horses and horse-riding on tap - what's not to like for her?! This meant Glenn taking her off straight from school on Friday with a massive grin on her face and promises to text us later. The weekend definitely lived up to it's promise and she's home feeling very happy, not least as she has graduated to riding Flur who is a beautiful ex-racehorse, This is a good step up for her as this one requires much more riding than May and is therefore stretching her skills and experience. We've also managed to make a decision (yes, another one) about the ongoing 'having your own horse' saga. Abi has realised (with some prompting from helpful friends and family) that a horse riding school loan pony will never give her what she has at Angie's. The compromise (for the next little while anyway) therefore is to take her to Angie's once a month to do 2 nights there so she can immerse herself fully. She'll get much better riding, Angie has offered to take her to some shows (to compete) and hopefully everyone will be happy. It certainly suits us if we don't have the bind of going to the stables 3 days a week.


Izzy's weekend was destined to be loads of time hanging out with us, plus a party / trips to friends etc. Instead she went to Ambers on Friday night and we didn't get her back until Sunday afternoon, with just enough time to scribble out a birthday card and drop her off at a party! Given Amber's is just round the corner I did manage to sneak over for a quick cuddle on Sunday morning which was nice - not a bad way to do it actually. If only we'd known we were going to be home alone for 48 hours we might have planned something together! As it was Glenn was off to the Army Navy game with George and Deb. Ironically I'd opted not to go because I couldn't be bothered to farm out the kids!  I got to go to Saturday Yoga, not feeling I had to rush home, followed by an entire afternoon pottering in the garden fencing off the damp bit at the bottom that the dogs love to play in before racing back into the house. I may have been child free but still I find myself cleaning up after someone!


Unfortunately the unseasonably good weather isn't set to last. Today was recorded as the hottest bank holiday on record at 29c - not bad for a time of year when it should be more like 15. Tomorrow is ok and then the rain sets in again - will that bottom piece of the garden never get to dry out? Actually the garden is looking lovely, in particular the lawn. Apart from keeping it looking immaculate at all times, Larry is also a master of mindfulness training. Its quite meditative watching him make his way around the garden and many of our friends have commented how difficult it is not to stand mesmerised wondering where he'll go next - we should be selling tickets! In the morning the tracks in the dew show he clearly doesn't go in straight lines - not great for OCD sufferers!







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