Not everything went according to plan, but it was still a great week.
There was time with my mum and sister ~ the three of us together.
There were two daughters and two grandsons under mum’s roof for a few days.
There were trips to museums …
… in a city with a rich and diverse history.
There was homework on a train.
There were beautiful steam trains, A4 pacific class. And me subsequently learning that Mallard’s driver was the great-uncle of a former boyfriend of mine.
There were glorious Autumnal days.
There was an impromptu recital of a Harvest poem.
There was breakfast in an hotel.
There was walking the city walls in the rain.
And as we head in to week two, I’m hoping to slow the pace down.
There will be walks in the park with the pooch.
There will be the dreaded homework to finish.
There will be a visit to the Tower of London and maybe another back to the London Transport Museum.
There will be a visit to Holiday Gym Club for The Boy Child so that I can go to Dance class.
There will be a huge storm to sit out.
There will be thinking about Christmas and writing a letter to Santa.
How have you filled your half term, if you have one?