1. That morning when it stopped raining just long enough for us go out for some fresh air and jump in some puddles, when we visited Morden Hall, a beautiful National Trust property in South London. (I took lots of photos and I'll do a post soon - it really was a breathtakingly lovely spot.) Time with my lovely Abigail, time with her girls, my goddaughters.
2. That same afternoon, cuddled up with Angus, watching Frozen ("...♫...Let it go...let it goooo... ♫...") and drinking tea. I liked the film very much, but I enjoyed the cuddle more.
3. The way this embroidered blossom, made up of hundreds of tiny french knots, feels when I run my fingers over it.
5. A visit to the superb Natural History Museum (or the "dinosaur museum" as Angus calls it) on Thursday.
It was so, so busy, and we probably only saw about five percent of the exhibits, but is was a wonderful day out for the children, and for us. I could stand in the main entrance hall for ages, watching people, just enjoying being in that dramatic space.
It has been a fantastic half term holiday, full and busy, but with time and space to stop and savour as well. It has pretty much rained non-stop but I did my best to ignore it. We stayed with my dear friend Abigail, who lives in South London, and did lots of touristy things with the children. I also went to my first WI meeting (as a visitor, I'm not a member) and thoroughly enjoyed myself. It is just my sort of thing. It was in a pub and people were drinking! I'd expected a draughty church hall and cups of tea. I may look into my local groups and see if they have room for new members.
I'm completely exhausted. We had a nightmare journey back up north today and what would normally be a four hour drive took eight and a half. The kids were good until Sheffield, then they bickered incessantly until we got home. I aged during that journey, let me tell you, and I'm very glad that we have a reasonably quiet, pottering sort of weekend ahead of us.