At the moment I’m counting the hours until the summer holidays, not because I don’t enjoy my job – I do – but because it means two things: 1) I get to see my husband during the day before he trundles off to work in the evenings and 2) I get to spend more time focusing on the Little Lemon. Actually, three things – 3) I get to spend time in the garden (trying) to make it look nice and catching some sun and Oh four things – 4) I get to walk George twice a day, go for runs and get fit. Actually, the more I think about it, there are plenty of things being on summer hols means and I plan to make the most of it.
This weekend was our sixth wedding anniversary and we celebrated it by taking the Little Lemon to the market. The sixth anniversary is represented by sugar so I suppose selling fudge was quite an appropriate way to spend the day!
In between customers at the Duck Pond market, surrounded by fudge
We always take a moment to wander around the market when we’re there to say hello to some of the other stallholders we’ve made friends with, and I always pop into the petting zoo for my fix of fluffiness. This week I played with a piglet (he squealed a lot) and sat with a tiny bunny on my lap.
Several of our friends and family popped down to see us which was brilliant and our friends Janine and Steve whom we haven’t seen since Australia three years ago came along too.
On Wednesday last week I went along to the press night of Dirty Dancing which I thoroughly enjoyed – it was nice to be back at the Piccadilly Theatre and to see old friends.
An incredibly pink Piccadilly – picture shared from Charlotte Gooch
Last weekend we had some friends and family round for a barbecue in the garden as a sort of early anniversary celebration – Simon did all the cooking and even made us an enormous Eton Mess for dessert (one of the many reasons I love my husband – who doesn’t love a guy who can whip up an Eton Mess at a moment’s notice?)
Simon eating his Mess straight from the bowl (this is not a flattering view of the garden – hoping it will look better in the coming weeks)
And we discovered that some of our neighbours who had lost their black cat have found him again (phew). They posted notices up on trees and fences to let us know:
Here’s to another week filled with things to make us smile!