As they draw to their protracted conclusion I can finally admit that they nearly broke me. I’ve survived, but only just. Had it not been for a long weekend of respite I quite possibly would have fallen at the final hurdle.
Good riddance Summer holidays, and take your pesky school kids with you!
It’s not been without it’s casualties. I’ve lost Sonny to Nursery for three mornings a week, and the Park may take a little time to recover its magic, but as I hear all the horror stories of buying school uniforms and the GCSE debacle, a smug warm feeling transcends my body … it’s term time, children will be returned to their pens, holiday activities can be deleted from the museum blackboards, and the serenity of a Tuesday morning at the Art Gallery will once again calm our nerves.… read the full post.