Half Term seems like a long, long time ago now, doesn’t it?! But here goes anyway…
Half term was…a couple of days in the Cotswolds…a gorgeous pub lunch in Broadway…or Hollywood as Paul thought it was called…close, sort of…not forgetting the bois getting to “pull a pint” followed by BADLY grazed legs…Billy being ridiculously cute…as well as cute little streets…all the gorgeous trinket shops…Ice Creams at Bourton on the Water…beautiful Apple Barn…National Trust parks not getting the memo we were visiting therefore each one we visited was closed {doh!}…but it made for a pretty walk around Snowhill and a paned in the pub…Harry not leaving Alf’s side the whole time…and vice versa…my ovaries exploding when Paul carried Billy…{it’s bad}…getting up close to the local hunt as we walked to the pub…friendly sheep…Robb scoring major big brother and big cousin points by making bubbles the size of your head thanks to Auntie En and her great presents that she always manages to find…thatched cottages…a couple of pints in front of a roaring fire…Gwen and her amazing Lasagna skills…pancakes {obviously}…Quizzes and all of the laughs that went with the above.
Half Term with the Lowe’s. It was a good one!
When can we go again?!
Wooly socks in front of the fire — lovely!
It’s the small things, isn’t it?!