Spring is coming

It’s been a long, dark, wet winter. I’m pretty sure I have Seasonal Affective Disorder and being on maternity leave this year hasn’t made it any easier. In fact, I’ve probably felt worse from being frustrated by not getting out and about with V as much as I hoped I would. The visions of crisp winter buggy-walks along the sea front didn’t really happen.

I don’t mind the rain, as long as it’s balanced with a bit of sunshine now and then. We’ve had at most, a handful of sunny days since Christmas. In the main it’s just been grey and miserable. I do not subscribe to ‘there’s no such thing as bad weather just bad clothing’. I have all the kit. And it’s still shit. Braving the school run in wellies and waterproofs is bad enough, without doing it just to be sociable.

Then this weekend, something changed. It almost felt like spring was in the air. The rain buggered off and it was pretty warm for February. Even the daffs were out!

Maybe it was down to the weather but we had a truly lovely weekend. A stress-free 48 hours. Just lots of quality family time, a few beers with some friends on Saturday night (which doesn’t happen that often these days) and lots of good food and decent coffee (thanks to two of my favourite places ArtigianoΒ in Exeter and Oh Sew DevonΒ in Lympstone).

It’s amazing how good for the soul all this stuff is. More of the same please.



Weekend highlights




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