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  • Waking up as Jesse climbed into our bed.
  • Wishing we could sleep a little longer.
  • Dragging myself downstairs for tea and snuggles on the sofa.
  • Missing Izzy who was away with my parents for a few nights.
  • Unpacking the Ocado delivery.
  • Frantically preparing the house for guests.
  • Cursing my general slovenliness and dreaming of the day we can afford a cleaner.
  • Jumping in the shower.
  • Pulling on my clothes, applying my makeup and drying my hair.
  • Waiting patiently for our friends to arrive.
  • Greeting Rich and Stuart at the door.
  • Drinking tea and catching up.
  • Slipping a shoulder of pork into the oven.
  • Driving to the city centre.
  • Wandering to the harbourside.
  • Enjoying cider and PIE at The Stable.
  • Crossing the water and strolling down to The Matthew.
  • Slowly making our way back to the car,
  • Driving to Clifton.
  • Walking across the Downs.
  • Admiring Clifton Suspension Bridge.
  • Watching some newlyweds stop traffic as they posed before the breathtaking view.
  • Making our way over to the other side.
  • Snapping photos and having a giggle.
  • Retracing our steps back to the car.
  • Zooming home for a sit down and a cuppa.
  • Making Jesse supper and coaxing him into bed.
  • Sipping wine and mixing up homemade BBQ sauce for the pulled pork.
  • Making Everyday Brownies for dessert. So good.
  • Eating too much.
  • Drinking mojitos and talking late into the night.
  • Finally tumbling into bed around 1am.
  • Not getting enough sleep.
  • Waking up with a hangover.
  • Somehow managing to cook Sunday dinner for 8 people.
  • Welcoming Izzy home.
  • Listening to her tales from the last few days. A belated birthday treat from my parents, she had visited the Roald Dahl Museum, seen Matilda at the theatre and dined at Carluccios. Lucky girl.
  • Relishing time with my mum.
  • Remembering just how delicious Nigella’s Spring Chicken is. Such a flavoursome dish and, as the name would suggest, perfect for this time of year.
  • Pondering our plans for the yarden with my Bonus Dad.
  • Waving goodbye to my parents and heading to the park in the sunshine.
  • Watching the children frolic and play.
  • Cheering them on as they clambered over fallen trees.
  • Eventually dragging them home for a rest.
  • Feeling excited for summer.
  • Wishing Rich and Stuart didn’t have to leave.
  • Fighting the urge to nap.
  • Failing.
  • Putting the children to bed.
  • Feeling too tired to cook.
  • Ordering a cheeky takeaway.
  • Needing an early night.

Love Audrey xxx

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