Purple cabbage
Had a fantastic time at Chris' parents. Even the major rebuilding works on the beach couldn't keep us away from Lyme Regis. As ever, the visit (to Chris' parents, not to Lyme Regis, although equally true)was over far too soon.
I love going to Chris' parents and I particularly like day trips to Lyme Regis. Chris and I went there for a week's holiday a few months before we got engaged and so it's always got a holiday feel to it. I find things very calming there. The routines aren't routines that I've grown up with so they're different and relaxing. And more and more it's become a place that I escape to. It's the place where Chris and I rediscover our marriage away from bills and housework and deadlines and 'to do' lists. It's so far away from work and stress. I like. Although work tried to encroach into this safe haven and for one sleepness night it managed it, but I managed to run fast enough that it couldn't keep up.
Got fun stuff on at the weekend. Tonight I will be England's most famous romantic novelist. And tomorrow I will be one of many people queueing for a hug from the newly one year old Jessica Ruth Armstrong.
Before you all sign me up for a lifetime's membership of the nearest looney bin (and this is by no means a convincing argument that you shouldn't do so anyway) tonight is a fancy dress murder mystery party.
Somewhere along the lines though, between 19 and 25 I stopped liking fancy dress. It's partly such a faff for one night, particularly since it's basically black tie and I am inundated by things that I have to dress up smartly for at this time of the year. Deep down, however, I suspect that I really just don't like being told what to wear!
Anyway, the murder mystery itself will be fun, company will be good and always love sharing celebrations with others. Would rather dress up and go than not. And that's saying something becuase I am not normally good at doing things on a Friday.
So thinking about it, it's really a weekend of celebrations!
Feeling very much like I'm in a nothing time though. Like there's things to do to organise for Christmas, but it's not yet Christmassy. And there have been all these reports about snow, but it's not actually snowing it's just cold. And I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen rather than actually living something. I feel like we have all these dreams but they're still to far to actually reach out and grasp.
I'm sure being 25 should be more exciting. Katie agrees.
I love going to Chris' parents and I particularly like day trips to Lyme Regis. Chris and I went there for a week's holiday a few months before we got engaged and so it's always got a holiday feel to it. I find things very calming there. The routines aren't routines that I've grown up with so they're different and relaxing. And more and more it's become a place that I escape to. It's the place where Chris and I rediscover our marriage away from bills and housework and deadlines and 'to do' lists. It's so far away from work and stress. I like. Although work tried to encroach into this safe haven and for one sleepness night it managed it, but I managed to run fast enough that it couldn't keep up.
Got fun stuff on at the weekend. Tonight I will be England's most famous romantic novelist. And tomorrow I will be one of many people queueing for a hug from the newly one year old Jessica Ruth Armstrong.
Before you all sign me up for a lifetime's membership of the nearest looney bin (and this is by no means a convincing argument that you shouldn't do so anyway) tonight is a fancy dress murder mystery party.
Somewhere along the lines though, between 19 and 25 I stopped liking fancy dress. It's partly such a faff for one night, particularly since it's basically black tie and I am inundated by things that I have to dress up smartly for at this time of the year. Deep down, however, I suspect that I really just don't like being told what to wear!
Anyway, the murder mystery itself will be fun, company will be good and always love sharing celebrations with others. Would rather dress up and go than not. And that's saying something becuase I am not normally good at doing things on a Friday.
So thinking about it, it's really a weekend of celebrations!
Feeling very much like I'm in a nothing time though. Like there's things to do to organise for Christmas, but it's not yet Christmassy. And there have been all these reports about snow, but it's not actually snowing it's just cold. And I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen rather than actually living something. I feel like we have all these dreams but they're still to far to actually reach out and grasp.
I'm sure being 25 should be more exciting. Katie agrees.
