The last day of summer is always a mix of sadness and relief. We're not quite ready to greet autumn, but by now I think we're all restless, and going back to school would definitely give me some personal time. I found the summer holidays too full-on. As I was telling my husband, who's away for the third time in the last month, that I haven't spent a single hour on my own these last few weeks, I'm always in someone's company, distracted from whatever I'm doing all the time.
Early mornings will be tough, but at least I will be able to have some time to myself, in peace and quiet, without being followed around and expected to answer one million questions.
A few weeks ago I asked someone to help me with the garden, as it's overgrown a lot in the summer. Along the weeds a small rose bush and a gooseberry plant were cut off, and I was left slightly fuming, as I thought it was pretty obvious they were not weeds. Thankfully, the little rose has recovered, and even produced a tiny red rosebud. The gooseberry, I'm afraid, hasn't come back to life.
This summer we had a Marvel-films-marathon with Eddie, watching around 20 Marvels films. Last Monday it was the turn of Dr Strange. Not my favourite from the series. My top three would be Thor Ragnarok, Spiderman Far from Home and Guardians of the Galaxy 2. We can't wait for the Endgame DVD to arrive, which has been on pre-order for a while. Eddie still hasn't forgiven me for not taking him to the cinema to watch it.
Earlier in summer I had an email from an author, asking if I would like to read and review her book. I'm so glad I agreed (I had way too many book reviews lined up for several months in advance, that I wasn't sure I could do it). It's beautifully written. I just need a day or two to finish my review, as I want to give it justice.
On Wednesday Sash had the last respite stay of the summer, and off he went, very happy. He had a great time. Eddie and I had a few errands in town. When I asked him what he'd like for dinner, he said he wanted chicken nuggets and chips. We did all the shopping, came back home, then I realised that we bought everything on the list except what he asked. Drat. We also collected Eddie's friend on the way home to spend the afternoon with us.
And so I ordered a takeaway pizza for the boys.
Leaving Eddie at home with the childminder, I ran into town to the pharmacy and a bit of grocery shopping. I enjoy walking by the Witney Mill.
Wild cyclamens bloom twice a year in my garden, in spring and in late summer/early autumn.
I picked a few windfalls in the garden this morning and baked a cake.
After watching the first episode of GBBO, I really fancied a fruitcake, but none of my boys like proper fruitcakes, which are packed with dried fruit. This apple bundt cake is a compromise. I've grated one apple and chopped another one, and added a handful of chopped dried apricots.
Sasha ate two slices so it must be a good one, as he's a tricky customer when it comes to bakes.