• Waking up at my parents’ house in Bridport, Dorset. After arriving on Thursday evening, we spent a rainy day at Sidmouth Folk Festival. We joined in with the ceilidh, ate fish and chips for lunch and listened to some beautiful music before heading home for a sausage and mash supper.
• Nursing a mild hangover. There’s always plenty of wine when you visit my mum and bonus dad.
• Sipping tea and chatting to my sister over breakfast.
• Jumping in the shower and getting dressed.
• Eventually heading out into the sunshine.
• Wandering around the market.
• Browsing the incredible second hand book store.
• Picking up two beautiful vintage paperbacks for Izzy. She’s already made a start on The Family From One End Street and I think she loves the smell of old books almost as much as I do.
• Making our way home for lunch.
• Smothering the children in sun cream, packing a bag and driving to Charmouth.
• Dipping my toes in the sea with Jesse.
• Watching Izzy paddle among the waves.
• Sitting in the sun while Jesse built sand castles with my sister’s boyfriend and Izzy explored the shoreline with Mr. LA.
• Watching an ominous black cloud roll over the cliffs.
• Deciding to cut out losses and make for the car in case the heavens opened.
• Dozing on the sofa.
• Sitting with Izzy in the last of the day’s sun.
• Looking forward to dinner. My bonus dad had spent all day preparing a Danish cold table which is a real treat.
• Greeting my parents’ neighbours as they arrived.
• Drinking and chatting in the garden.
• Sitting down to eat. The meal always involves a lot of schnapps so it soon became loud and lively.
• Eating and drinking far too much.
• Putting the children to bed just before midnight. They had sat at their own table and played happily while the adults grew more and more merry!
• Mistakenly thinking it was a good idea to stay up until after 1am.
• Sleeping in.
• Dragging myself downstairs.
• Trying not to laugh at Mr. LA’s hangover.
• Somehow managing to make it out of the house on time.
• Driving to Lulworth Cove to meet my grandmother and great uncle.
• Realising we’d left our picnic at home.
• Parking the car and walking down to the water.
• Marvelling at the natural beauty of the place.
• Sitting on the pebbles and watching the children swim.
• Eating salty chips in the sun.
• Enjoying the sight of Izzy frolicking in the water with my aunt Sally.
• Wandering back up the hill towards the car.
• Dropping into a cafe for an ice cream on the way.
• Taking a peek inside the heritage centre.
• Letting the children take a quick dip in the outdoor pool at my gran’s hotel.
• Knowing the children would doze all the way home.
• Eating our forgotten picnic for supper.
• Joining in with the crossword.
• Feeling sleepy.
• Retreating to bed at 9pm. I cannot burn the candle at both ends anymore.
• Wishing we could stay a little longer.

Love Audrey xxx

PS. Forgive the phone photos, I forgot to pack my camera charger.