Kennet & Avon canal nr. Freshford
I've realised that it takes a lot of self-discipline to maintain a journal, at times more than others. It is too easy to get into the routine of not doing so and then days and weeks pass and you can't remember what happened. It is extra hard when motivation falls.. not just for writing, but in general. The past few weeks I have felt slightly depressed.. I think due to a combination of factors; the time of year (winter makes it hard to do outdoorsy things and I can never find enough to occupy myself cooped up inside for very long) and also job related stress. However, I think last weekend was my lowest point.. and I have started to feel better this week.
So... last night Andy took me out to ASK for dinner, it was our pre-Valentine's Valentine's treat I guess. Having been out on the 14th only once, we have decided restaurants to be too busy, too expensive and too limited menu choice, that it's more enjoyable to eat out the other days of the year. Today we went for a long-ish walk from Limpley Stoke along the canal to Avoncliff.. I think Andy was getting a little bored with walking about halfway and asked how much further I was planning to take us and then perked up after telling him that if we went another mile or so further we could have a cup of tea and something to eat at the pub in Avoncliff, and so we did.
The
Cross Guns is the sort of country pub where locals and walkers stumble in with dogs and wellies. I like it - will have to take my Parents next time they are visiting.
Not got many plans for tomorrow, apart from Andy cooking me dinner. After gatherings at Julian & Ally's last weekend and Hayley & Max's the one before, it is nice to spend a bit of quiet time watching TV, reading and things like that.
Next weekend I think we are going to Wales.. only Saturday to Sunday though as I'm meeting my Withy's (old workplace) friends on Friday night for drinks. Still haven't decided whether to take the day off or not yet, or maybe just the afternoon.. on one hand I could do with a break, but will I regret using an oh-so-precious holiday day without good reason?