Thank goodness it’s Friday, and an even bigger thank goodness that it is almost the Easter holidays. The past week has been a bit manic and I am more than ready for a break. 4 days and counting…
I’m still very slowly working my way through Eleanor Oliphant. I’ve made a bit of a pact with myself to head to bed earlier and read before bed instead to watching rubbish TV and ended up going to bed too late. I’m all ears to any good reading book suggestions.
It was one of my husbands oldest friends surprise 40th birthday party last Sunday afternoon and his wife had booked the private room at All Stars bowling alley in Manchester. What a fantastic idea! The room was completely closed off (meaning G could run around to his heart content) and I could sit back and watch my boys bowl with a glass of Prosecco, the perfect way to do bowling.
I love it when an old tune comes on the radio and this came on yesterday after I was picking G up from nursery, still love it all these years on. A poorly six year old did not appreciate my car dance moves!
We’ve been making purchasing decisions this week. We chose our flooring for the extension and the new carpet for the stairs and the boys rooms, and for the first time in almost 9 years we are having carpet in out bedroom rather than a hard wooden floor. I can’t wait to step onto a soft, warm floor when I wake up.
We also ordered the lights for over the dining room table, I absolutely love these!
Nothing too exciting at all at the minute, I feel like I’m in a bit of a fashion rut at the moment to be honest and need to do some serious shopping. The skirt I ordered from Topshop arrived this week and despite really wanting to love it, it is too long and I know I wouldn’t feel comfortable wearing it so I’m going to be sending it back. I did treat myself to some new make up from the Rosie at Autograph range (thanks for the tip off from the lovely Heledd at Running in Lavendar) so that has cheered me up.
I’m handing over to G for this weeks wore as I love him in this Little Bird trackie top, such a cool dude.
I did make a bit of an effort for the bowling party and curled my hair, and put on a fancy necklace but that’s as fancy as it gets I’m afraid.
This week it was the 25th anniversary of the Warrington IRA bombing. It surprised me how emotional I felt about it. Going to Warrington on a Saturday afternoon was one of those things we did most weeks as a teenager, getting the number 19 bus, hanging around for a few hours and then heading home. I hadn’t been in town that day but a lot of people I knew were, as was my brother after getting the train back from Manchester. I remember my mum getting a phone call from one of my brothers friends mums to ask if she had heard from him, that was the first we knew that something had happened. This was long before mobile phones were a thing and there was no way to contact someone, you just had to wait.
He was fine but two little boys didn’t make it home that day. I don’t want to end on a sad note, I want to end on how amazing I think the parents of Tim Parry (one of the victims) are. The fundraising and awareness they have done in their sons name will ensure that his memory lives on.
Linking up as always with the lovely Morgana at Coffee Work Sleep Repeat