Well, for this second post I thought I would tell you a little about myself and my interests based on my most recent holiday. Last week myself, N and 12 other family members trekked off down to
Devon to stay in this absolutely amazing cottage. It was perched on the crest of the east-of-the-water hill over looking the Torridge estuary, looking out into the cute little harbour area, with tiny fishing boats and giant pirate ships alike.
Even the rain lashing down against the windows for 4 out of the 7 days couldn’t spoil the view, the peace and calmness that washes over me when close to the coast. Having grown up in Leicester, pretty much as far away from the coast as you can get, in any direction, trips to the beach were such a special event (usually only once a year on my birthday). So being close to the sea puts me in such a kid like mood, the smell of the sea air, the big big sky and the amazing sunsets.
While we were there we cycled a fair amount of the Tarka Trail, and, considering I hadn’t ridden a bike for about 10 years, doing 20 miles the first day was, quite literally, a pain in the ass, but so so much fun! Normally we do a lot of walking, but to cycle along at speed feeling the wind in your hair, the shy and infrequent sun kissing your cheek and the altogether more frequent raindrop hitting your arms. It was blissful.
We had 2 pups with us on the holiday, Big Ozzy and Little Otis. Having always grown up with cats and not being much of a dog person, it was a rare opportunity to relish some canine time. Both dogs were soooo cute, very well behaved and supremely cuddly. Otis and I particularly enjoyed the window seat, where I relaxed and got lost in my book, and he relaxed and thought of things only dogs know.
There were lots of family meals round the giant table, home cooking and probably far too much wine, port and pudding! And even though it was meant to be a relaxing holiday, and the rain did stop outside play for a day or so, can you believe I only got one measly stripe done on the Monster Granny Blanket! (More to be revealed soon, I promise!) I did manage to bake a yummy-scrummy Lemon and Orange Sponge Cake, which went down very well with the rest of the family! I popped down to the local super market and picked up some icing pens and iced a really cute lil' holiday scene :-)
As always with holidays, it's good to go away, but it's great to come home. We arrived home no less than 7 hours after setting off, (damn the M5 traffic)!!! to L&B asleep on the bed in pretty much the same position we left them in. Hard life eh?