We went to see MIL and her partner for a Christmas meal out on Friday. Picked a pub roughly halfway between us, but halfway is fucking Braintree, which is the armpit of England, and driving there always stresses me out (we had to drive round Freeport, which was horrid, and then down some one-car-wide tiny country roads immediately afterwards. Essex ( Read more... )

Went to see Mum and Dad and Grandad on Saturday.

A few years ago they moved to the middle of nowhere in Norfolk, and I bloody hate driving there. It's a 2hr drive, and it involves a roundabout that I am pretty sure is the work of Satan, plus a horrible ring road, and the inevitable 'which route is Google going to use to take me home today?' ( Read more... )

I do wish the British summer weather would make its mind up. Last week: brilliant sunshine, beautiful blue skies, baking temperatures. This week: thunderstorms, grey skies, muggy AF.

Last weekend we had G's family over for a get-together: MIL, her partner C, BIL, SIL, two of their kids, J and H - eight of us in total. It ended up being too hot to ( Read more... )