It is amazing how quickly holidays pass, and the one I have just had is no exception.
We have had a fantastic break. It was lovely to spend some quality time with my family, and while "quality time" is very much over-used, it is totally apt in this case.
As you may or may not know, we have forgone our usual two week Summer holiday due to financial constraints, mostly caused by the completion activities on our extension. This meant the twelve days off was mostly a staycation, however we did spend a long weekend away with David and Samantha in Lyme Regis, and we had a wonderful time walking, swimming (yes, really, in the sea and everything), BBQing on the beach and failing to catch any mackerel.
Other than that, we had days out to the cinema, to a country park and other free places, mixed up with plenty of mooching about.
I am now back to work, and it is the usual catch up on the email Inbox (nearly under control in record time) and picking up all the threads I put down before I left, and all those new threads that have appeared whilst I have been away. Needless to say the world has managed to keep spinning on its access and my absence was felt about as much, in the words of an ex-colleague, "as a hand being removed from a bucket of water".
My parents are about to get some of this free insulation installed in the bit of their house from which it is currently missing and as part of the preparation, they have cleared out all their loft space. As a result of this, I have taken ownership of a folder containing a sample, if not all, my school reports. It also contains some airmail letters I wrote back from my time in Australia, and was pleasantly surprised at how well I wrote, even back then. There was even an attempt at humour, but "... you had to be there to really appreciate it".
My school reports were goodish, sometimes excellent, but with comments like "prone to recklessness" and "lacks attention to detail" sprinkled through the report comments, which slightly surprised and disappointed, whereas comments like "proving to be a fine addition to the house football team up front" being rather pleasing. I know, I am a fickle soul.
I had better get back to work as I have a hard hour call that I chair starting in three minutes.
Have a good week, and speak later.