Things I’m loving at the moment

Design Vintage Pale Grey Vintage Cupboard
Loaf Pudding Sofa
Lama Cushion
The White Company Beaumont Four Poster Bed
Distressed Metal Shelf Unit
Rattan Butlers Tray
Timsbury Velvet Mustard Sofa
New Trapeze Chandelier
Long Ear Hook
Easton Baskets
Chambray Towel
Stamford Single Bed

Our Summer holiday

Last week we all took a very welcomed break to Cornwall. To be honest, very unlike me who could quite happily holiday every month of the year, I wasn’t keen to go away at all this year. We’re nearing the end of the renovation works (well sort of), boxes are everywhere, I haven’t seen our suitcases for about 12 months and god knows where my bikinis are (priorities and all!) so a holiday was the last thing I felt like doing.

Everything’s been feeling a bit of an effort at the moment, with things everywhere and two small children, I’ve been feeling a bit sorry for myself. The caravan isn’t all that bad in the grand scheme of things, it’s kept us all with a roof over our heads which I know is more than those less fortunate can say, but it has started to get me down. It can all feel a bit oppressive in there, cramped, freezing in winter and an oven in summer. I also hate the disorganisation of everything. Paperwork is everywhere, and clothes are bursting out of every cupboard. But, I put my big girl pants on, and embraced our first foursome family holiday, minus the bikini, and agreed to go along.

And we couldn’t have picked a better week! The week the UK was experiencing the start of an extreme heatwave with temperatures in the 30’s. Cornwall felt like we were somewhere tropical. I love Cornwall whatever the weather. We’ve now been for the last three years as one of Luke’s friends has a Chalet there, which is a stones throw from the beach and it’s perfect for little people!

We had initially booked two weeks but cancelled the second as we thought we might go abroad somewhere later in the year, but I’m not sure we will now as there’s still so much to be done on the house and we really need to plough all our money into that rather than a holiday (as much as it pains me to say).

We spent everyday on the beach, and visited a local animal sanctuary on the last day, driving home that same evening (thinking Arthur and Wilf would sleep the whole way home) … didn’t work out that way, and took us an extra couple of hours longer to get home but we’ve now visited most service stations in the south west.

I was always very fortunate when growing up. I have two sisters and we’re all very close. They’re my best friends. Amidst the odd squabble about someone else wearing each other’s top, I have some wonderful memories from our family holidays. My parents loved holidays, which is probably where I’ve got my love for travel from. We went every year, sometimes twice or even three times, and we always went abroad. We stayed in villas and then hotels as we were older and became harder to please.

We never really holiday’d in this country though, so until I met Luke, I hadn’t really been anywhere in the UK to experience places much longer than a day or two. And how lucky we are to live in such a beautiful country!

I have still only visited Wales, Devon and Cornwall, so have a few more destinations to do in this country but once the house is done we’ve said we are going to do lots of long weekends which I’m already looking forward to. I read something the other day that has really stuck with me, which said ‘make every second count when your children are young, you only have 18 summers with them’ (that’s if they stop holidaying with you when they’re 18!) I hope they don’t! But when you put it like that… it’s not much at all is it?! So make the most of it. Every moment, every day, and every single holiday.

So I think whether it’s a few days, a week or longer, some sort of family break altogether is really important. Sometimes the monotony of that daily routine and passing like ships on the night can get you down. For us, with the added stress of the house it can be difficult to enjoy your time together at home sometimes when you’ve got a million and one things on your mind and a to do list as long as the channel tunnel, getting away with a change of scenery can do wonders for your relationships with each other and time to relax.

I’m so pleased we went. Although it now seems like a distant memory!

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Designing the nursery

Designing the nursery

When we bought the cottage it was a two bed house. The upstairs layout was bizarre, so we had a complete re-jig. What is now Arthur’s bedroom was originally bigger, but we decided to split it and make an office. This would create the third bedroom, but we always planned to extend to make a further, much bigger fourth bedroom (if) our family grew. Little did we know at that point, that our family was going to grow a bit quicker than we thought, with our wonderful Wilfred.

So the office has become a nursery. It’s more than big enough for a single bed, but I do wish it was a bit bigger. So it was a bit of a challenge to design Wilfs nursery ensuring it looks good, it’s functional and it can grow with him too. One thing I have spared is the wardrobe. I may well regret this, but, I didn’t want the room to feel too crammed.

Furniture wise, the nursery is pretty minimal with a cot, a changing table, chest of drawers and some wall shelves. I think cots can take up a lot of the space, and we are using Arthurs old cot (which does have a large under drawer storage), but I have seen some very cool oval shaped cots which look great and I think would give a feeling of more space, but for now, Arthur’s old cot works. We haven’t moved in yet, so I expect the room will also evolve and I’ll add to it when we’re living in it. Clever storage will be key, and I’m going to look out for some baskets to store things like his dribble bibs. I seem to have a serious collection of dribble bibs for Wilf! In fact, I’m quite obsessed with them!

I wanted Wilfs nursery to be pretty neutral with just a splash of colour. Mamas and Papas do colour really well, they have a few different ranges that you can mix and match, and that’s exactly what I did, as it gives you a bit of flexibility to add in your own personality. Their colours are bright, but subtle.

This changing mat is a great way to add a splash of colour and I really like mustard yellow, which works well with white, cream and grey. They don’t sell this mat anymore, but its available on Amazon. 

The felt horse door stop is Fiona Walker from Homesense. I had to try and get a horse in somewhere, plus I love a door stop.

This Mamas and Papas Pom Pom Garland is a really clever way to add some personality and fun to the nursery. I wasn’t sure where to hang it though, and might try hanging it up on the wall at the top end of the cot, but it brightens up the cot weaved over the side.

This Mamas and Papas coverlet also matched the garland, and it’s now in the sale! It’s really good quality, and has a plain grey underside. This will last Wilf for years, Arthur my eldest loves to snuggle on the sofa and loves his blankets. I didn’t ever think boys would be like this, and I hope it’s not just an age thing and he stay like this, snuggling his mummy on the sofa till he’s at least 18!

I also put it with this Cam Cam grey wave playmat, which can be a blanket or play mat. Cam Cam is a scandi brand and I absolutely love their stuff. The quality is amazing, and well worth spending a little bit extra.

I adore all of these cushions, but my favourite is Mr Lama!

Cushions are a great way to add a bit of personality and brighten up, what could be otherwise a pretty stark, plain and boring cot. Wilf certainly had lots of fun trying to eat them all!

I am a complete sucker for cuddly toys, so Wilfs room inevitably will have lots of cuddly toys, so I wanted to be able to put them up somewhere to enjoy. In particular Sebastian the Lamb from Cuddle and Kind. They sell unique cute hand knitted dolls, and each doll that’s sold feeds 10 children. So on that basis I might have to buy the entire collection!

These Mamas and Papas mobile birds are a bit nostalgic for me. My parents have some hanging birds similar to these (but probably antiques now) as I remember them when I was a child, and their still hanging up in their kitchen. I saw these and had to have them. Because everything has just been decorated Luke wasn’t keen about hanging things from the ceiling or walls, so for now they are going to live here on the door, but to be honest I think they look quite at home here.

The animal heads add a bit of fun to the nursery, and to be honest I was pleased to put something up on the walls. Every room in the house is painted white at the moment t and although it looks really clean, it can feel a bit bland, and for me these are a great way to brighten up the room. The Fox is from Mamas and Papas and the rabbit is from ReRoom. Lewis, the hare is a lot larger and I think it’s Wilfs favourite as every time he looks at it he has a fit of giggles. Its pretty realistic and even the ears bend (they have wire inside them) so you can change the rabbits expressions with the ears up or down.

This rabbit head is part of a Hedgehugs Nursery with woodland themed furniture and accessories that ReRoom provide as a complete room. Alternatively you can pick and choose from their complete collection. Their concept is really clever, and if designing a nursery fills you with dread, they can do it all for you. They kindly gifted this rabbit head, which I thought would go really well with what I had planned for Wilfs room, and the fox (even though it’s smaller) still goes. So it shows you don’t always have to opt for the matchy, matchy sets.

These shelves are from the Great Little Trading Company. They come in two different widths, and I chose the narrow ones for Wilfs room, but I also bought them for Arthur’s room. Not only do they look good, they’ll be useful, not just for books but for cuddly toys too. I’m really keen for both boys to read lots of books, so having somewhere to showcase their books is really important to me. I plan to rotate their books, and keep refreshing the shelves too. I would also like to add a little chair or a bean bag cushion in this corner for Wilf for when he’s a bit older and can sit and enjoy looking through his books or somewhere for mummy and daddy to sit and read to him. Arthur’s always been a real bookworm, so I’m hoping Wilf will be the same.

The grey knitted lampshade is from Mamas and Papas, and is a great neutral colour that will go with anything.

This origami play mat from Mamas and Papas, (now sold out), is great and I love the colours, it stores really easily as it folds up quite small. It also has a cushion on one side so he can lie on it or use it for tummy time. It works well with this Mamas and Papas wooden play arch, the hanging toys are velcro so can easily be removed and you can add other toys too. Its taller than most wooden arches I’ve seen before, so I think it’ll last Wilf quite a while, it also looks good! Which helps! I do prefer wooden toys over plastic, but I know they don’t always stay looking as good for that long, from little teethers, and just getting bashed about.

Wilf loves this little chime toy – fawn from Mamas and Papas and it has an actual removable fur gilet! How adorable!

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*This post is a collaboration with Mamas and Papas and Reroom and all items listed have been gifted, but chosen by me.

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Life in the caravan

Life in the caravan

As we prepare to evacuate I thought I’d give you a little look around the caravan and the place we’ve called home for the past 14 months. I’m not sure how or why I ever agreed to living in a static caravan, and I wasn’t sure what to expect, but somehow I am still here to tell the tale, still married (just) and another little addition welcomed into the family who has only ever known life in a caravan.

It was never the plan to be in the caravan this long, let alone with a newborn, as we knew that’s when things would start to get tricky not just because of all the paraphernalia they bring along with them but because the winter would be tough and not ideal when there’s no double glazing or central heating (but luckily no leaks!) But Eskimos do it, however I think their igloos were probably a few degrees warmer than the caravan at times. The thermometer hit minus in here during the winter and there were actual icicles on the outside. Thank god for blow heaters!

One thing everyone said was ‘at least you’ll save lots living in the caravan’. Yes that’s exactly what we thought. That hasn’t been the case. Not when our electricity bill started creeping up to £305 a month and we were in debit of £1,500! That is not a typo. I called the electricity company to explain our situation and tell them there was no way it could be accurate, thinking it must be some sort of mistake. So we had a smart meter fitted, and there it was on the screen. Your estimated next monthly bill is £1,500! So we turned absolutely everything off and one by one started testing the cost of every appliance thinking something must be faulty. Turns out blow heaters and oil filled heaters are up there with the cost of some new tyres on a Porsche.

But it’s ok, because when you’re doing up a property which is inhabitable you are given 12 months grace on your council tax. So we are making savings there. It’s just unfortunate that the 12 months lapsed in September 2017 so we are also paying empty property tax.

I don’t think you can ever really put a figure on how long or how much it’s going to cost you to renovate a property, but you can only hope it’ll be worth it. I’m pretty confident it will be for us, it has a really nice feel about it, homely. If that’s even possible when we haven’t actually moved in yet but It does already feel like home. The garden is a really good size and wraps around most of the house. It’ll be amazing once we’ve cleared it up. It’s currently a jungle.

I’m also looking forward to saying goodbye to the caravan altogether as it does take up quite a bit of space, and it’s not the prettiest of sites. Externally it’s surrounded by insulation (the silver and yellow foam boards) held up with wheel narrows, bits of wood and metal. We get a lot of dog walkers down our lane, and I often watch people walking past with intrigue (and horror!)

The caravan is a two bed, with a bathroom (cupboard) which is basically a sink and shower, there’s a separate toilet, lounge/kitchen area and Luke’s nifty little extension which houses all our shoes, coats, washing machine, tumble drier, a wardrobe and chest of drawers.

The kitchen consists of 5 cupboards. Sounds like a lot, and I call them cupboards, they’re more like cubby holes with a door. Seriously!

Not quite a Range. The cooker is gas and you have to light it with a flame. To light the oven part it requires you partially putting your head in the oven to see what your doing. Surprisingly I still have a full head of un-singed hair, but this may be because I avoid cooking with it!

To save space we put up some hooks to hang the mugs on, which fits in really well with the rest of the interior, which I’d describe as cluttered meets umm, tacky?

The living room, next to the kitchen is just about large enough for one two seater sofa, a nursing chair (completely accidental addition, but has been a godsend as an extra chair and feeding Wilf), a sideboard, (which is literally ‘stuffed’ with stuff, and a chest (also stuffed with toys).

For us clever storage has been key. Toys have been stored in big storage bags and a wooden chest. Food, in plastic storage boxes, Kilner jars and baskets, which have all been life savers.

The dining table, homemade by my very clever husband, with scaffolding. This has been so useful, it’s worked well with Arthur’s high chair as it’s the perfect height. And I think it looks quite nice! (And that’s a serious comment!)

We recarpeted throughout, which was one of my ‘conditions’ to agreeing to living in the caravan. The living room carpet was from a local carpet shop, cheap as chips but has served its purpose well. It was a light cream, but still looks pretty clean, even though it’s a very small area and has been very well used. I am an obsessive hoover’er though!

The bathroom lino was left over from one of Luke’s jobs and the bedroom carpets we bought off a Facebook selling group, brand new which someone didn’t want.

The Bi-fold door, (the side door to the caravan) caused a terrible draft in winter but great in the summer to let some air in. Not so great when you have a toddler and there’s a 4 ft drop. We put a stair gate up but would still never leave it open with him out of sight.

The family bathroom, aka the cupboard consists of a shower and a sink.

We are particularly fortunate with the shower as you have the feeling you are showering outside as it has an open roof (the extractor fan). Although there is a mesh sheet covering the (purpose built) hole in the roof. Quite refreshing during a torrential downpour, not so good if you’re scared of spiders.

The shower boasts a comfortable seating area if you have had a long day at work and need a rest whilst applying your shampoo. I joke but it was very useful post-surgery from a c-section!

The toilet has never been anywhere you want to stay in for long and look at your phone.

The curtains throughout were a real steal, free with the caravan. I washed them about 50 times and boiled them. I REALLY wanted to buy some more but we had other things we needed to spend our money on… like the house!

The bedroom is a squeeze. We managed to fit in our own double and a bedside table, and use the existing vanity desk and overhead cupboards for towels and some of Luke’s clothes (the rest of his have had to go in boxes under the bed) as all of my clothes are in the wardrobe, and cupboards.

Arthur’s room is small. Basically a big cupboard. But somehow we managed to fit a cot, wardrobe and a kitchen (a toy kitchen) because everyone needs a kitchen in their bedroom.

All his changing stuff is in baskets or plastic boxes, nothing matches or coordinates but I just turn a blind eye and keep telling myself it’s temporary. Oh how naive I was.

There’s a few areas that were just impossible to turnaround and look in anyway homely. So I have tried to just turn a blind eye and avoided spending any money on it where there was no need as we wanted it all to go on the house.

One thing that made a massive difference though was the extension. Yes Luke built an extension on the caravan, but it meant we could have a washing machine, tumble drier, extra wardrobe space and somewhere to hang up my five million coats and store shoes. We have encountered a few issues with condensation from the cold weather and heat from dryer (we found mould on all of our coats which resulted in a £150 dry cleaning bill!) but Luke added in some air vents which have helped.

One thing this whole experience has taught me, is just how much ‘stuff’ we have and how much stuff we don’t need. I am a real sucker for buying things we don’t need. I’ve also realised that as long as you have plenty of plastic boxes and baskets, you can live anywhere!

My advice to anyone thinking of taking up residence in a caravan is, don’t buy one without central heating and double glazing! And if you’re going to be living in it for a while, I’d get one with a proper bathroom, and an oven that you don’t have to light with a flame.

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Something Pink

I’m not actually a fan of the colour pink. Yes, we have bought a pink house, but that’s not why we chose the cottage.

Without sounding completely cliche and stereotypical, I do feel that being a female all things pink can often come with the territory, and it’s not difficult to find something pink in amongst the rails of girls clothing. You only have to walk around a baby department to see that from the moment we’re born we’re wearing gender specific colours. *I am not going to starting discussing gender neutrality here by the way. But you can’t argue that we still recognise that blue is for boys, pink for girls… but I’ve never fallen for it. I don’t think my mum did really either, when I see pictures of me and my sisters dressed up as little girls we were never really dressed in pink. Perhaps that’s why my staple wardrobe colours now are black, grey and white with the odd daring slash of colour, and I honestly don’t think I own one item of pink clothing in my wardrobe.

But, I’m strangely drawn to a splash of it here and there interior wise. There’s lots of different shades of pink, and I’m talking about ‘blush pink’. There seems to be a lot of it around at the moment too, but I’m not one for trends. Well that’s a bit of a lie, I like to think I’m on trend (doesn’t everyone?!) But I’m one of those cautious buyers that hates to think what I’m buying will be ‘so last season’ in a few weeks time. So I’d say I’m pretty safe with my purchases. Perhaps that’s why my wardrobe is so monochrome.

From the very start of Our Pink Project, the one thing I knew we would do is re-paint the house. Not just because it’s desperate for a lick of paint, but because I don’t want to live in a pink house. There’s nothing wrong with pink houses, but it’s just not me.

I am excited about painting the outside of the house, it currently looks a complete mess (and that’s not because of the enormous static caravan to the side of it). We’ve bricked up windows, added a doorway, tidied up brickwork and all of this has meant there are some pretty ugly bare brick patches, crying out for some paint.

When it’s painted, I think it’ll look a very different house and it won’t be pink. So I wanted to somehow find a way to pay homage to the pink, after all I named this blog after it!

I remember when I first saw this bathroom sink on Instagram by @rvk_loves, I thought  I could recreate this look and it would be a great tribute the house and it’s pink beginnings.

Roses and Rolltops have created a whole blog post on how they create this look and ‘that’ pink sink (see image below). And quite rightly so, look at it! I was going to go for this exact look in the bathroom but instead I chose a blue/grey chest of french drawers and they were too good to paint. But every time I see this image I’m ready to get my paint brush out! And I do wish we’d have had brushed gold taps. Luke wouldn’t let me though, he said they’ll tarnish. Perhaps they would, but they look good don’t they!

Then I started to see Pink arms chairs, like this Margot in old rose by Made.com. The details on this are perfect, in particular the rose gold feet. This would look good in a large bathroom in the corner. I’m thinking for our main bathroom. A little bit of luxury for mummy to sit on at the end of the day bathing the babies!

And then there’s this bed. Margot king size bed in blush pink velvet, also from Made.com. I am head over heels. I can actually see myself in it. This would look so good against the wooden floors in our bedroom. Styled with crisp white, linen bed sheets, lots of different sized cushions, including some fur cream ones, and a dash of yellow mustard velvet or grey. Alongside a cream sheepskin rug or cowhide (and we have a lovely big cowhide from our old house) to step into at the side of the bed on the floor, it’s a match made in heaven.

 

And this Brissi Oxford Ottoman Coffee Table for the lounge. This oozes luxe and I think it’s a pretty timeless piece, plus a very clever way of adding warmth and texture to what will otherwise be quite a neutral room.

I love everything about this piece of furniture from the velvet material to the feet, so it’s not necessarily a static piece of furniture. Not to mention the colour, blush pink.

We have this chaise lounge that we bought from a friend about 5 years ago when she sold her underwear shop. It was upholstered in her brand colours (purple), so quite an unusual colour but it’s quite worn and we didn’t cover it over when storing so we will definitely be re-upholstering it and I have decided we’ll definitely be doing it in velvet blush pink. I want to do it right now, as I’m excited to see it. But there’s lots of other things we need to sort first. It will be done though and I’ll share the finished product once it’s done.

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Let’s go for a walk

Since buying the cottage, Luke has been summoned (by me) to work on the renovation. This has meant that most evenings, practically every weekend, including Bank Holidays, I’ve spent parenting on my own. Of which I have learnt to have the upmost respect for single parents! It’s not just me that misses him though, as Arthur is a true daddy’s boy and when daddy is around, I don’t get a look in. He loves to imitate his daddy and say he is building a house, being a builder, complete with his construction hat, hammering everything in sight (luckily in the caravan, so he can hammer away as hard as he likes!) … I won’t be so relaxed when we’re living in the house.

With the amazing weather we’ve just had over the May Bank Holiday, I have to stop myself saying, ‘forget the house Luke, let’s all do something together’, but this weekend, more so than most, has been really important, as the final bit of carpet is finally being laid in the lounge and on the stairs. After having to cancel our first carpet fitting because we all had flu, and our youngest Wilfred was in hospital, the next booking was an admin error at the carpet shop and wasn’t booked in the diary, so we had to wait until their next available slot which wasn’t until May. So you can see why this is a bit of a monumental occasion!

So Luke worked tirelessly all weekend to get the lounge ‘carpet ready.’

I’ve been scrolling through social media all weekend at everyone’s sunny spent days at home or out somewhere fun with family and friends. Whilst I’m feeling like I’m doing a pretty rubbish job at entertaining Arthur, and looking after Wilf, spending the whole time wishing daddy was with us (and that we didn’t live in a caravan, which feels like a microwave in the warm weather).

Saturday I thought I’d brave it on my own and take Arthur somewhere fun, as after locking both children in the car a few months ago and Luke having to come and rescue us (smashing the window in as we didn’t have a spare key). I have pretty much avoided any adventures on my own ever since.

So, I took them both to a local ice cream farm, Churchfields. Obviously Wilf isn’t quite old enough to appreciate or experience ice cream, but mummy can for him! I didn’t rush there as all we do in the week is get up early to take A to pre school so I like to give him a bit of time to play and relax in his pyjamas (and maybe it was a bit for my own benefit too!)

After a bad night with Wilf up several times, I wasn’t on very good form. We arrived at Churchfields, popped Wilf in the pram and couldn’t find the car keys. I ended up emptying the nappy bag, ransacking the car and getting into an unnecessary flap whilst Arthur just kept asking ‘what you doing mummy?’ In the end I picked Wilf back up out the pram thinking maybe he was hiding the keys and he was lay on them… thank goodness!

I had the idyllic idea that Arthur and I would sit down and have a nice lunch together whilst Wilf slept peacefully in the pram, then Arthur could have a play and an ice cream and we’d go home.

This is what actually happened…

We find a table and sit down. Of course Wilf starts crying, no actually, screaming. I picked up a menu and asked Arthur what he’d like for lunch. He doesn’t want anything. He doesn’t even want ice cream. The queue looks enormous. I’d need to order our food, tell them the table number and sit down again. That will involve taking the pram and Arthur with me to queue. Sounds simple, but it never is, is it. Why can’t these places have walkie talkies for lone parents with children? Don’t you think that’d be so much easier?!

I sack off the idea of lunch. Logistically I just don’t know how we’d survive that queue and go back to the table with Arthur who doesn’t even want anything to eat.

There’s a soft play area through the restaurant, past the enormous queue. So I thought I’d try wearing Arthur out. To get the pram through the restaurant area I have to practically lift it to get it over this really inconvenient strategically placed hump in the doorway. Every door at this place seemed to have a hump (I’m sure there’s a technical term for these ‘humps’). They’re basically large inconvenient steps in the doorway that isn’t pram or wheelchair friendly. We walk past a glass cabinet with enormous ice cream sundaes on display (I mean seriously!)… obviously Arthur wants one of those and won’t move until he has one. So we get in the enormous queue.

I managed to avoid a sundae and he had an ice cream cone instead. Wilf wants to be picked up and Arthur also wants a cuddle. A two and a half year old with an ice cream cone on one of the hottest days of year sat on my lap… more of it went on my lap and feet than in his mouth.

We’re ready for soft play after that. I carry the pram over another door hump, which is actually a lot bigger than the previous humps so I do my best ‘I can cope impression’ and lift the pram over the hump. Do you know, not one person offered to help me?! He’s bored after about 10 minutes anyway and wants to see the tractor that we passed on our way in. Clamber over more door humps, and see tractor. He spots a pig in a field in a ‘pedestrians not permitted’ area (basically someone’s private land). Try telling a 2.5 year old it’s someone’s garden…

Look at pig. Suggest leaving. Return to see pig again. Walk away. Return to pig again. Look over at car park and wonder why someone has left their boot open. Realise it’s my car. At least it’ll be cool in the car.

On Sunday, friends were coming over late afternoon as Luke needed some manpower help to hold some oak that we bought to cover the big steel in the lounge. I stayed in with Arthur and Wilf till they came over, but it meant being stuck in the caravan melting as the gardens so overgrown and dangerous with lots of building materials everywhere and a big bonfire, there’s was no way I could police A and keep W out of the sun safely. I was suffering with serious cabin fever by the time our friends arrived, but they came over with both their boys, who are virtually the same ages as our boys. Both our eldest’s are great little buddies so no matter what we do they always have a good time together.

The cottage is in a really great spot, it’s close enough to the town centre, but far enough away to feel semi rural, and the lane we live on is a single track so it’s pretty quiet. There’s a lovely walk to a well known pub that everyone flocks to in the summer called The Camp which is right on the bank of the River Severn. So Luke finished off late afternoon (yey!) and we all took a walk to The Camp with the big boys travelling in style, in our Radio Flyer.

Moments like these that we do get to all spend together as a family make it all worthwhile, and are often better than any day out (particularly days out without daddy!) Often Luke will say he’ll ‘clock off’ a few hours earlier to go for a walk together and go up to the local park and every time I feel so fortunate about where we live. There’s plenty to do with a lot of things in easy access.

Our old house wasn’t in the best area, and not somewhere I’d ever suggest to go for a walk. It’s a lovely area and I can’t wait for the boys to grow up around here, enjoying all this outdoor space.

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