Where was I? Extremely hungover on Sunday, yep about right. I felt rough. I went along because maybe we were going to paint the room some more but I have never been more happy to hear Nats suggestion to do it another day. So we had an amazing amount of pasta whilst curled up watching David Attenborough's Life Stories; the best use of a Sunday. Sunday evening Faye came to the families home for dinner which was gooooodddd. Although im not sure choosing to drink all the wine I did after two heavy nights was a good idea. Definitely not. But it's so lovely to actually take time to chat with D&I properly. So often our lives are all so busy that we only talk about business stuff.
Monday was a write off; no sleep, too much wine and too much on my mind caught up with me. Thank goodness for Zoe and coffee, our long honest chats are so good for the soul sometimes. Friends are the best therapy.
Tuesday tops my list as one of my favourite experiences in Paris; in France, Armistice day is a bank holiday. Whilst I know its slightly different here because they got invaded but I think England should consider this. Zoe put it perfectly 'two minutes just isn't long enough to think'. So I went with my church to the Royal British Legion's service in the cathédrale de Notre Dame. Wow. I was so blessed and humbled to go to that service. It was beautiful, the British scouts and guides were there, war veterans in their dress with all their medals, the procession was lead by Scottish pipers and there was an amazing sermon on war. It was amazing, I was so proud to be British and it was lovely to sing the national anthem in such a breathtaking building. This was followed up by coffee with Cath, our first Christmas coffees of the season got us in the Christmas mood and we made some exciting plans. I went home very happy on Tuesday.
Today has been spent trying to get everything done before the busy weekend ahead, more about that after.
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| I borrowed some lovely pictures off Faye of the lovely people I spent Saturday night with. I particularly love the picture of me and Helen and sparklers probably too close to our face. |
Monday was a write off; no sleep, too much wine and too much on my mind caught up with me. Thank goodness for Zoe and coffee, our long honest chats are so good for the soul sometimes. Friends are the best therapy.
Tuesday tops my list as one of my favourite experiences in Paris; in France, Armistice day is a bank holiday. Whilst I know its slightly different here because they got invaded but I think England should consider this. Zoe put it perfectly 'two minutes just isn't long enough to think'. So I went with my church to the Royal British Legion's service in the cathédrale de Notre Dame. Wow. I was so blessed and humbled to go to that service. It was beautiful, the British scouts and guides were there, war veterans in their dress with all their medals, the procession was lead by Scottish pipers and there was an amazing sermon on war. It was amazing, I was so proud to be British and it was lovely to sing the national anthem in such a breathtaking building. This was followed up by coffee with Cath, our first Christmas coffees of the season got us in the Christmas mood and we made some exciting plans. I went home very happy on Tuesday.
Today has been spent trying to get everything done before the busy weekend ahead, more about that after.
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