Monday, 10 September 2012
Well, that was an unexpectedly hot weather weekend but I didn't mind, somehow, knowing that it's September. I kept thinking of all the farmers and growers, grateful for that last blast of hot sunshine.
It turned out to be a lovely pottering kind of a weekend getting back into the swing of things with swimming lessons and the rush to get uniforms ready and things organised whilst making sure that there's plenty of time for fun and relaxation, too.
We went to visit a National Trust property that had free admission on Saturday. We've been a gazillion times before so we didn't even look around the house. We fed the ducks (in the spot where I remember feeding ducks as a toddler) and wandered around the gardens which I am especially fond of because there are lots of little secret walled gardens, dotted around. There's something really magical about a walled garden, I think. It reminds me of all those heated conversations in Jane Austen-type period dramas.
Cameron and I indulged in some new CDs (something fairly old and something fairly new - neither our usual style but we're enjoying them) and had some silly fun with Socks the cat and a paper bag (completely voluntarily, I assure you)!
The weekend drew to a close with a roast duck dinner on Sunday with homemade plum sauce and perfectly crispy roast potatoes. So satisfying for me to get Cameron to deviate from his favourite traditional roast dinner and actually like it - this weekend I succeeded!