Can we just put a bit of a stop on Monday and go back to Saturday and Sunday again? Please. It feels like it was so long ago that I could go outside without my jacket and BBQ by the river. In all honestly I think it was actually pretty good for the soul, falling asleep on a picnic blanket and really have no plans to go or do anything else. I had the most loveliest of days. I brunched with some fabulous bloggers on behalf of House of Coco at Ox Club, walked round the park, went to a party and spent pretty much the whole off Sunday lazing at the river in Bolton Abbey. And then I came home and had a crazy passion to clear and arrange my cupboards. But there you go – everything in moderation.
It really feels like the weather has turned. And even if it turns back I don’t think I’ll care because this weekend has been so lovely. We’re so lucky to be able to freely wonder where we want and spend our days how we choose. I hope I never take this for granted.
