We were treated to beautiful weather, and spent most evenings sipping wine on the patio and watching the birds fuss around the bird feeder while the cats sunned themselves among the shrubs. It’s moments like these that make me wish I had a garden of my own, with a little space to grow salad and vegetables, borders overflowing with flowering shrubs and trellises wound with rambling roses, honeysuckle and clematises.
Instead I make do with plunging fistfuls of fresh daffodils into vases on my windowsills, and roaming around green spaces whenever I can find them. So Frank’s parents’ garden became the focus of my camera lens this weekend (as did Max the cat and a beautiful peacock butterfly, which helpfully paused just long enough for me to snap a few pictures).
Saturday also saw me resurrecting my scouting skills and helping Frank’s dad put up his new tent. Since retiring last year he’s focussed his attention on a wilderness project, and is keen to do some wild camping with one (or all) of his sons. I’m keen to go camping with Frank sometime, although his distinct lack of expertise in the tent pitching department could make it an interesting endeavour.
The rest of the weekend was spent mingling with family, discovering Marks and Spencer’s toffee and chocolate hot cross buns (yummers!) and popping along to see Tranmere Rovers play Sheffield United. I wouldn’t call myself a football fan, but I quite enjoy the vigour of a lower league game, along with the passion and loyalty of its supporters.
With Lent finally over I indulged in my first piece of chocolate for 46 days - a Cadburys cream egg - which made me feel a little nauseous after all those weeks spent avoiding naughty treats. I’m sure I’ll get back up to speed with it soon though!
I hope you all had an equally lovely, relaxing, chocolate-munching Easter! How did you spend your bank holiday weekend?