Saturday, 12 August 2017

A Fond Farewell

Well, we're back at Number 38 after having a lovely 3 weeks away in the caravan. There has been sunshine, rain, wind and storms but we've loved every minute of it. We've walked miles, picked blackberries, played baseball, tennis and there have been endless swingball tournaments. There has been shopping, a trip to the cinema and the discovery of a new park. We've had visitors - Aunty Edith and Ken one day and Matthew and Sienna another. While I had the baby the troops went to Blackpool Dungeons and then Matthew and Thomas went up the tower and did the skywalk. Thomas might be unsure of a lot of things but unlike me heights isn't one of them and according to Matthew was quite happy up there. 

I have cross stitched, knitted, crocheted, read and eaten far too much cake and ice-cream but nowhere near as many chips as Mark and Thomas! 

We have given serious though to pitching the caravan next season and if we can get the spot we want have decided to go for it. There's a couple of reasons for this, the main one being that I've not been in the van half as much as I'd have liked this year. If we pitch it, jumping in the car and driving down the motorway to it waiting for us all set up will be so much easier and I'm sure we'd spend a lot of weekends over there.  The other reason is from a health point of view, we get so much fresh air and exercise when we're over there we all feel tons better for it and want to keep building on that if we can. At the moment there is a waiting list but I have my fingers and toes crossed they will be able to accommodate us. 

So, that's our main 2017 holiday over already. There are just 3 weeks left until Thomas goes to high school and this week there is uniform to buy plus a whole load stationery they supposedly need so I need to crack on with that.

Then on Saturday me and Amy are off on the train to York to look at the university to see what she thinks. 

The following week the decorator is coming to do the kitchen. I wanted it painted before school and college started so that the first week Amy and Thomas are back I can go through all the cupboards and give it a good sorting out. So lots of bits and bobs to do over the coming weeks.  

And now for other news. I decided on holiday that I'm going to hang up my blogging hat. I have thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it, but winding it up and moving on feels right for me. 

Maybe it's because we're at a new point in our lives with Thomas getting older and starting high school and Amy at college thinking about university, but one of the reasons I started it was as a diary for them both after I'd had the heart attack - just in case.....My thinking was that at least they'd have some memories and photos of what we'd done. Now they're both older I feel that I've achieved what I set out to do and that it's 'mission accomplished'. 

So the decision has been made but before I go I want to say a big thank you to you all for stopping by to read and for leaving comments. I have thoroughly enjoyed every one of our conversations and I've never had anything but the loveliest words from you all. I really do feel like I've made a lot of friends over the past 4 years. You've made me laugh, been there to assure me that the drama that often goes with children is all quite normal, helped me through the tough time of  losing Tom with your supportive words, shared stories of relatives that have gone through the care system like Joan and inspired me to do lots more than I ever would have done if I'd never found you all. Of course, I know where you all are so I will still be popping over to have a chat with you on your blogs.

And for anybody who's interested I'll still be posting photos on instagram and have no plans to stop this any time soon, so you'll be able to see what we're up to.

Thank you all for making my blog a lovely place for me to visit. It's a part of my life that I'm so glad I've documented and I will always treasure it. 

With love to every one of you, from myself and the gang at Number 38