It’s quite shocking how long it has been
since my last blog post.
What can I say? The summer has been rather challenging and
hasn’t left me much time or head space for writing and so I have felt that
there has been little to blog about.
Summer is always difficult, trying to
juggle work and childcare. Although the
boys are a bit older now and don’t need constant supervision, I can’t just
abandon them for the duration – no matter how much they might like me to.
I did have a couple of weeks off, but
unfortunately on my way to work my car died 20 miles away from home – literally
– the engine conked out and I had to be towed all the way home. Not a pleasant experience. It made me realise
just how much I rely on my car, just to function, as I live in an area where
you can’t do anything without having wheels.
The car was eventually resurrected because it was worth nothing for
scrap but every journey in it now gives me the hibigeebees. I’ve just lost faith in it.
At the beginning of September my step-son
got married which involved a degree of organisation and also an influx of
guests. My husband has a big Irish
family who were staying in various houses around Chester and all needed to be
catered for – they all give us such good hospitality when we go over there so
only right to reciprocate.
And of course the summer wouldn’t be
complete without the obligatory visits to A&E, and yes the plural word of
visit is the one I meant to use – well that’s my boys.
So, the summer was stressful and exhausting
but the wedding turned out to be a brilliant day, and didn’t my boys scrub up
well? Spot the child who caused one of
the A&E visits. As it was a rural
wedding it wouldn’t be complete without a tractor either.
