"I'm leeeeaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again!"
"I've gotta get outta this place, if it's the last thing I ever doo."
I was giddily humming these tunes rather too loudly as I left the house with Smiley, straight after breakfast. This rarely happens. Of course it wasn't a jet plane, just my crappy Berlingo, but still it felt the same. The sense of freedom, the deserted roads (Bank Holiday Monday in Dublin) and off we went to the Phoenix Park for the Bloom Flower Festival.
It's become a regular fixture in this house, as the festival is about a lot more than flowers. In Smiley's eyes it's about being around other happy people, music, movement, lots of food to try and things to see.
When I'm really stressed I cannot read a book, it just feels like too much effort. And I've been so tired that just the sight of a pillow has my eyes closing. But last weekend I did. So thanks @Karamina for your latest novel, it's a perfect gentle summer read.
Well one in particular. My son. We had a really great outing on Monday afternoon and I need to hang on to the memory. He enjoyed the rain and we chatted for a couple of hours, and not about video games either.
I hope you had a cheerful week too xx