8.8.15

A Very British Summer

Up until this weekend, my summer has been a very British one. By that I mean I have been enjoying the temperamental British sunshine, freshly grown herbs and the plethora of sporting events that make up the summer season. 


Summer has whizzed passed so quickly and has become one big jumble of fun. 

This summer has included many hours spent watching Wimbledon and sharing in the fun with bowls piled high of strawberries and cream. 

We also spent a dream day by banks of the river Thames watching my two boys TS and CB race at Henley. I obviously cheered hard and soaked in the atmosphere with a few glasses of bubbles. 






BBQ's have become a regular Friday night feature in our house, with friends always invited and a fresh jug of whatever cocktail has been invented that day. It also gives me a chance to show off my new balcony garden. SM would be very proud that I have kept plants alive for more than a week!





I am not sure how, but AN coaxed me onto a boat and entered us into a sailing race. As much as I spent half the time terrifying and debating whether to push him overboard, I managed to restrain myself and even enjoyed racing across the bay with the hot sun warming my cheeks. 



We have spent blissful staycation weekends exploring the countryside surrounding Salisbury and enjoying the costal views in Dorset. 









With dinners out with friends, one police hunt and a cake tin theft, the summer has been a good one. 


Summer work parties and nights out with the best colleagues in the business helped to make my first working summer a little more pleasant. 





Of course, AN managed to find us a few events to pop along to, celebrating 300 years of the KRH with a dinner at the Dorchester and a parade and polo match in Tidworth. 








All in all, summer has been wonderful and even more excitingly, this is only the beginning because tomorrow AN and I are hopping on a plane to Singapore for some real summer sunshine and another whirlwind adventure. 

Mood - grateful 


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29.7.15

The Wizarding World of the KRH

My love of Harry Potter is no secret, so it will come as no surprise that when Mr AN handed me my letter to Hogwarts I may have done a little happy dance and screamed a little loudly. I knew Dumbledore hadn't forgotten me! 





We donned our robes/ spider suits/ phoenix wings and round moon-shaped glasses and hopped on the Hogwarts express to show the wizarding world how to throw a party.



Not a bad turn out for a few muggles! 

Everybody was present, including the giant squid from the lake and the Whomping Willow. It is always  sign of a great party when Dobby is dancing with Voldemort and when Moaning Mrytle is kissing a unicorn. 


We entered through platform 9 and 3/4 into Diagon Alley and stopped in at the Three Broomsticks for a quick butterbeer before disappearing into the Great Hall for dinner. 




My heart literally stopped beating for a second when I walked into the hall and saw the four long tables piled high with flagons of wine and platters of food. I looked up and saw that the ceiling did indeed reflect the night sky and was adorned with thousands of floating candles. The result and attention to detail was truly mesmerising. 



After feasting on steak and lobster, salmon and prawns we had a little room for the dessert platter and a couple of pesky chocolate frogs. 

The start of term feast over, we headed through the forbidden forest and on to the Quidditch pitch for a good old knees-up. The band were amazing and kept everyone dancing until the sun started to rise, when we all headed into the Gryffindor common room. 





No words can describe how much fun I had escaping to the wizarding world and meeting some of my favourite characters. 

All too soon it was over and I woke up in a sadly all too familiar muggle hungover-state with a little streak of glitter on my cheek. 




Thanks VN for letting me steal your photos! 

Thanks AN for a wonderful night and to VN, HW, MB, CS and TR for being the best company. 

Mood - magic 

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14.7.15

Riverside Strolls

Sometimes the best things are spontaneous. AN will not believe I just said that, because I am a planner through and through. But seriously, last weekend, for once, no plans were made. 

We headed to Richmond to while away a sunny day, armed only with a small picnic and our oyster cards we headed to the Old Deer Park. 


We were heading for the train station when AN suggested a quick drink down by the river bank and I was more than happy to oblige. 


One drink turned into a cocktail of long island ice tea, filled with ice, which we drank with out swinging over the side and listening the the sounds of a lone busker strummer his guitar. 



The weekend continued with a quick brunch with Miss NO at the Hummingbird Deli. 


Maybe planning is overrated? 




Mood - spontaneous
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