Movin’ on up

I had my first cup of proper filter coffee made for me by my daughter this morning; and enjoyed two sophisticated and very funny gags at each end of the day from my son.

Me and my girl went on fairground rides and shopped for and cooked chicken, mushrooms, spinach and cream linguine; even my food-fastidious boy agreed it was pretty good.


Yesterday I left work in good order: with plans, roles and actions in place. Now I have my feet up in our very own Georgian seaside cottage; with a fortnight in Italy ahead to look forward to. 

Albeit I’m getting older, life in many ways is getting easier. From today’s perspective, the second half of my middle years are looking better by the day…

Beside the Seaside

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‘Oh we do like to be beside the seaside’ as the old song goes. And thanks to a new family business venture, we’ve been spending much of the summer there, on and off.

Setting up a cute little holiday home, to entice punters and their hard-earned cash, has come with big spin-off benefits. Family days at an increasingly familiar port of call, have given the kids a space and place to roam and wander – far more than our restless urban life allows.

Less clock-watching, fetching and driving. More wandering, pebble throwing and beach combing. And we all seem happier as a result. A change of scenery and a change of pace has done us a power of good.

We can’t really afford it, it could all go wrong and we could lose our shirts as well as our houses. But human beings always rate risk higher than reward. You don’t get that many summers; and this has been a particularly sunny one.