The Downs, BristolClifton Bristol

  • Waking up with a teeny tiny hangover. I may have polished off an entire bottle of wine on Friday night.
  • Contemplating the greatness of Dallas Buyers Club, having watched it while drinking the aforementioned wine.
  • Drifting in and out of sleep as I snuggled with Jesse.
  • Dragging myself downstairs for a cup of tea.
  • Feeling odd without Izzy who had slept over at a friend’s birthday party.
  • Lying huddled beneath a blanket with Jesse on the sofa.
  • Eating bacon and eggs for breakfast.
  • Slowly getting ready to face the day.
  • Wishing Mr. LA didn’t have to head off for a working weekend.
  • Catching up on chores.
  • Greeting Izzy at the door.
  • Heating up leftovers for lunch.
  • Catching the bus to Kingswood.
  • Pottering about the shops.
  • Picking up some props for a few blog photos I had planned.
  • Meandering home for a lazy afternoon.
  • Playing around with my camera and a few fairy lights while the children watched Planes.
  • Cooking and eating an Indian spiced veggie shepherd’s pie. I’d love to share this recipe with you, but winter and it’s lack of light severely impedes my ability to photograph, and therefore blog about, food!
  • Surviving one of Jesse’s classic mealtime meltdowns. The joys of a fussy eater!
  • Feeling mildly relieved when both children were safely tucked up in bed.
  • Making myself a mug of hot chocolate and settling down to binge watch House on Netflix.
  • Talking myself into going to bed.
  • Reading the latest Simple Things magazine until I couldn’t keep my eyes open.
  • Waking up as Jesse clambered in beside me.
  • Making tea and fixing breakfast.
  • Ducking into the shower while the children played computer games on my laptop.
  • Piling my hair into a messy bun.
  • Coaxing the kids into their clothes.
  • Sorting laundry and making lunch.
  • Making our way to Clifton for Izzy’s drama class.
  • Attempting to ignore Jesse as he threw a strop about being made to walk further than a few steps.
  • Trailing after the children as they darted about on the Downs and the sun slowly began to set in the distance.
  • Taking too many photos of holly. Those red berries though, so beautiful.
  • Depositing Izzy at the Old Vic and heading off in search of hot chocolate.
  • Treating Jesse to a comic in WH Smiths.
  • Smiling as he used the free gift to transform himself into a knight.
  • Watching him stay in character all the way home.
  • Collecting Izzy and making a mad dash for the bus.
  • Running into Mr. LA on our way back to the house.
  • Listening to the children regale him with tales of everything he had missed.
  • Making the kids a quick supper and somehow finding the energy to tuck them into bed.
  • Collapsing into an exhausted heap on the sofa.
  • Deciding I didn’t fancy the food I had left bubbling away in the slow cooker all day.
  • Drowsily sipping Champagne while watching Luther. Drinking a glass of bubbly on an otherwise ordinary evening always feels so decadent.
  • Retreating to bed before 10pm.
  • Falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Love Audrey xxx

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