Listening to: Def Leppard
Reading: next on TBR
Took the weekend off. (Yes, really.) The idea was to join DH on a cycle ride, so Saturday morning meant buying important things such as a gel seat (it’s so long since I’ve ridden said bike that the mice had, ahem, nibbled the seat, so that's my excuse), plus a cycle helmet and a bike computer (the idea being so I can track my progress from feeble first wobbles through to a longer ride - well, hey, that's Kate Nerdy for you).
However, I forgot one thing. Bank Holiday means rain. And rain did indeed stop play.
Too cold and windy to cycle yesterday, so we dodged the showers and went to Oxburgh Hall.
My favourite room is the King’s Bedroom, where you can see letters signed by Henry VIII, Elizabeth I and Mary Queen of Scots all together (as well as a letter with Henry III’s seal dating from 1249). Obviously I have to be peeled off the display case every single time we go. (No pics because photography isn’t allowed inside NT properties.) My other favourite room is the library, where they have this wonderful ‘hidden’ door. On said door, the titles of the fake books are pointed comments against people who gave the Bedingfield family a hard time…
And then, when we came home, Madam and I made cupcakes. They vanished within five minutes of being cool enough to eat, so I guess they were nice ;)
Now everyone’s back at school and work, we have nice weather again, and the tree in the front garden is just full of blossom.
Today: Tuesdays are days when I don’t do much work, but I’m drumming it into my head that this is scheduled time off and not getting stressed about it. So this morning I have my guitar lesson, aka my ‘me time’ for the week; it also sets me up for Tuesday afternoons, which are becoming more and more difficult as Dad’s dementia progresses. I know I’ve done my best by him, but how I wish I had a magic wand and could fix it.