Hi everyone! I hope you have been enjoying a lovely weekend?
If you have been reading my blog you will know that I decided to start keeping a bit of an online diary of our family life here on the blog. You can read about what made me make that decision here if you haven’t already.
If you have been following me on Facebook, you will know that I decided on a bit of a last minute, impromptu trip to London last weekend (like you do!) with my Mum and the two kids in tow. I’ve been documenting our summer holidays over on Facebook in a combination of a mini-blog and the 100 days of happiness challenge that has been floating around social media recently so if you would like to keep up with my impulsive travels this summer don’t forget to come on over and ‘like’ my page (shameless plug!)
Anyway, lets get to it….
We set off on Friday morning and arrived about ten hours later! I naively thought that driving down the M6 and across the M25 motorways during the middle of the day would mean that the roads were quieter than normal. I hadn’t really banked on the fact that the world and his dog would be making their way down the M6 with me!
After only 40 minutes on the road, we dutifully stopped at the first of FIVE (yep!) service stations to feed Sophie. An hour later we set off again, thinking we would get at least another hour down the road. Zak however, had other ideas…
We were back on the road for just ten minutes when a sheepish little voice in the back chirps up “Mum I need a wee!”
Through gritted teeth I calmly replied “why didn’t you go ten minute’s ago?” “Because I didn’t need it then!” *Deep breaths* Kids hey!
Second service station stop it is then. I won’t bore you with the details but this sort of set the theme for the journey.
The traffic was absolutely abysmal and there were so many idiots on the road that I literally nearly lost my shit and my life several times. Seriously. Get.Off.The.Road.You.
Wankers What is with the M25 and undertaking people?! Seriously. Stop it.
Anyhoo we did arrive in one piece at my sisters house where I then spent a good thirty minutes wrestling with the travel cot. WTAF is wrong with those things?! Or is it just me?! I won though and Sophie dutifully went straight to sleep inside it. She probably thought she better had after watching the performance of cursing, sweating and crying that went on to erect it!
The rest of the weekend was fab though and we enjoyed searingly hot temperatures (for England, lets not get carried away here), good food, good company and lots of belly laughs.
On Sunday we even managed a trip into the city to the Olympic village where we were able to swim in the Olympic pool complex. And by that, I mean the kids swam and we supped away at Costa Lotta coffee whilst putting the world to rights. Winning all round I’d say!
It was ridiculously busy, especially as we had out-clevered ourselves and managed to coordinate our visit to the city at the same time as 80,000 West Ham fans and their Juventus rivals. Yes..anyway the less said about that the better.
All in all a really lovely weekend. Here are a few pictures that I snapped with my trusty iPhone.
How was your weekend? I’d love to hear about it so leave a comment below