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.