My long awaited trip home to Swansea has passed in a whirl of catch ups, crepes, milkshakes, coffees, dinners and birthday cake. The food highlights also included a famous Joe's Icecream! But more of that later . . . It all began with Marilyn Monroe Ave.
I was trying to think of subject matter for this blog post and decided I would write about my beautiful daughter. She has become so interactive and I'm constantly surprised by things she says and does.At just 15 months old, she has picked up a couple of phrases: 'What are you doing?' and 'Why is that?' She also uses a range of single words such as 'Hi', 'Bye', 'Yes' and 'No'. 'Duck' and 'Bath' have also recently joined her repertoire. She loves shouting 'Bye, Dad!' to my husband, any time he walks out of a door ahead of us and likes to greet and say her farewells to shoppers and shopkeepers alike.
You know your life has changed when you sit down of a Sunday Evening to watch Antiques Roadshow with your in-laws. Gone, are the days when you used to bemoan the fact that Antiques Roadshow even existed.
Finding a blackbird chick in my garden seemed symbolic. It was the week before my daughter's christening; she was napping and I had seized the time to wander on the grass. Wildlife often nestles at the edges of this vast stretch of green. I've seen frogs, rabbits and hedgehogs in the past. The chick was brown and fluffy and looked bigger than his parents. He had shiny black eyes and didn't move as I squatted down beside him for a closer look. There is something so vulnerable and trusting about the young.
You know you've had a successful shopping trip when you return home with a Gingerbread house and a packet of Scotch Eggs. Yes, I'm easily pleased, not for me the finery and luxury of a silk blouse or the exquisite tailoring of an expensive wrap dress.
My parents came over from Wales to visit me, last week. We spent a precious few days together, prompting me to write this blog post full of cherished highlights . . . Day 1 was seaside day.