Lovely weekend. Lovely lovely. Spent yesterday at a kid's party which was held on a farm amidst beautiful rolling hills of Sussex countryside. Gorgeous sunny day, bunnies to stroke and chickens to feed, children all bouncing around sweaty and excited, plus lots of the lovely school mums for me to gossip with. I will miss them all, they are fab.
Today we went to West Wittering beach, which is a vast sandy beach a few miles south of Chichester. I was woken this morning by lovely partner saying the following: "Here's a cup of tea, I've packed a picnic and the swimming stuff, let's go to the beach asap". Brilliant way to start the day, all five of us dead excited. There is something so wonderful about going to the beach with young children, that revisiting of one's childhood. Digging trenches, paddling, making sandcastles, sandy sandwiches, harassing crabs in pools... Bliss. I even wore my bikini - well, all right, tankini, but I have been eating too many biscuits lately to get my belly out (I am not one of those people who lose weight when stressed, I am a comfort eater and drinker, unfortunately...)
Anyway, I have burnt shoulders to show for it and still feel a bit sandy in the wrong places but feel very happy. Just what I needed before we head into crunch week of contracts and schools admissions...
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