Living in luxury...
First of all – thank you for all the daisy chain advice (with recognition to Daisy’s reservations about such items) – I made a beautiful daisychain this afternoon, but it’s recipient managed to destroy it before I could photograph it. Sigh. But thank you to Mary and Rosie for their advice – it worked perfectly.
Yesterday the weather was good and we were feeling lazy so we decided to go for a picnic. I hurt my back on Friday (virtue was NOT rewarded – I’d been mowing the lawn 
) and although it was feeling much better I was under strict instructions to do nothing that could possibly aggravate it. So we didn’t just take a packed lunch and a blanket, we took camping chairs and my knitting (duh!) too. We went to Wandlebury and having successfully found the picnic field and persuaded Ruth that the flies weren’t all out to get her we had our lunch, then decided that it was time to move on and do some exploring. Which we did, except that for all our frequent left turns we ended up nowhere near the car – we’d done about 3 miles, and the shortest way was back the way we’d come. The children were definitely not up for that, so John left us while he went back to get the car. So there we were in a layby-cum-driveway, in the middle of nowhere, with camping chairs, remains of a picnic and knitting. We settled in and made ourselves comfortable and had a lovely game of “I Spy” while John hot-footed it back to the car.
Of course photos to illustrate the story would improve it. But I appear to have terminal camnesia these days. Sigh.
Oh, and I’m knitting – only 3 projects on the go at the moment… I will get the camera out soon – honest…
one comment:
Sounds like a picnic with a ‘walk’ we once took in the Lake District a couple of years ago, without camping seats. We ended up with two youngsters with heatstroke, one quite badly, and another one with horrendous hayfever. Thank goodness for a luxury campsite with private bathrooms for hire! A deep tepid bath with a packet of cheese and onion and a sweet, fizzy drink works wonders. We do do daft things, from time to time
Louise () (link) - 05 May '08 - 08:33
