Car Danger, Dawlish and a Scrumptious Cornish (Cream Tea)…

To escape the chaos of house-renting, car-buying and decision-making, I went to see my angels, who I see every 3 months. (You might remember Bath in March and Bournemouth in June) and it was Princess Helen’s turn to host this time, in Dawlish.

I now think that Dawlish is lovely, but my first impression was a bit odd… I got on the train in light, dry weather. I got off in dark, stormy weather, with the sea crashing over the barrier about 3 metres away from the train tracks. I was a bit befuddled! But that was the only bad bit of the weekend. My angels always cheer me up, and we had such a lovely time, eating chips on the beach and cream tea; falling in love with Helen’s cats and her lovely house, and catching up on all of the gossip. Oh, and a teeny bit of shopping (be rude not to).

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There was a small car incident (which I promised I would tell you about in my last post). On our way back from shopping, we nearly all melted in the car when the heaters were blasting out really hot air when on the cold mode. Gem suggested that the engine might be overheating, and I asked Helen about coolant (NEW CAR KNOWLEDGE ALERT). She had never heard of coolant, didn’t know what it did, and was seriously low on the stuff. We double checked with my dad and had a not-so-reassuring chat with a lady in a petrol station, about the time her car radiator blew up on the motorway. Then Helen tried to sort out the problem like a pro. I feel very proud that I read my manual and have a small amount of Car Knowledge to- hopefully- keep Yohan the Yaris out of trouble. We’ll see. *note* It was actually a problem with the heater and Helen had to pay lots of money, but at least we tried.

Anyway, I was sad to leave the angels and Dawlish, but we’ll be meeting up again in January/ February so I’ll let you know about our latest adventures then.

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Love,

Sami x

The Sami Family Go On An Adventure…

I love my dad. He’s the best.

However, he has one flaw… he is completely IMPOSSIBLE to buy presents for. He never knows what he wants for Christmas, and he always gets shortbread for his birthday simply because he likes it, and me and my sister have been fresh out of any other ideas for around ten years.

So when my sister came up with an actual birthday gift idea, I nearly dropped down on my knees and kissed her feet! We decided to arrange a weekend away for the family, as a present for my parents’ birthdays, and dad’s Christmas pressie too. (We’re making the most of having any kind of idea, okay?) Luckily, my sister is sooper dooper organised and basically organised the whole thing, which I do feel a bit bad about. But anyway, we set off for an adventurous weekend away, somewhere in the Cotswolds.

ImageWe stayed in a little lodge (top left) around a lake, and did a mammoth SEVEN HOURS walking over the weekend, which was well-timed to tire me out just before work started back for a new term the next day. Yawn! But it really was lovely. It was so nice to spend time with my parents, who I’m really close with, and also to see my sister and her boyfriend more too (The Boy couldn’t come as he was up Scafell Pike. As you do.)

We played crazy golf, went out for food, walked, and walked and walked. And then on the Sunday we walked some more, round some Rococco gardens (fab!) and a town called Painswick, doing a murder mystery tour which had incorrect clues; always fun!!

The most important thing was that mum and dad enjoyed it, and dad suggested it becomes a regular thing. Finally! We don’t have to watch him grimace at dodgy socks, chocolates he’s never going to eat or CDs he won’t listen to!

I won’t be mad if you adopt the idea for your own parents. Just let me know if it works!

Love,

Sami x

“…Cause We’re On Holiday!”

Hello!

Sorry it’s been a little while since I last posted… a lot has been going on! I’m gona fill you in over a few blog posts; otherwise it will be ridiculously long and my eyes will go square.

This year, me and The Boy decided we should save our pennies rather than going on an expensive holiday. And seeing as I now live in Bath- which is a great UK holiday destination- we decided to stay at mine, meaning we could justify doing extravagant things 😀

We (I) decided a trip to the sea was a necessary “cause we’re on holiday!” so we got on the train to Weston- Super- Mare, played on the 2p machines, had fish n chips and ice cream,  and a snog under the pier 🙂 Image

We also went to see an outdoor play (Dracula), and cuddled up with wine (“cause we’re on holiday!”) and a blanket outside at Prior Park College, watching a 60-strong cast of young people. It was really good… even if The Boy laughed in all the “atmospheric” and “eerie” bits!

ImageNext- a really extravagant activity in my eyes- we went to a SPA! (“Cause we’re on holiday!”) I had a back and neck massage and a facial, and The Boy got all pruney in the pool and sauna. Oh it was lovely! I think the best bit was all the lovely smells of the lotions; I am a bit funny about smells and have quite a sensite sense of smell, so it was lovely just being surrounded by flowers and fruit and sweetness for an hour.

One one of our holi-days, we went for a lovely long walk in the sunshine to nearby village Newton St Loe. My sister had told me about the farm shop there, which sounded lovely, and you can walk to it from the side of Bath that I live, through the stunning countryside. So we packed some tea loaf (“cause we’re on holiday!”) and drinks, a map, and some waterproofs just in case. But the weather was beautiful, and Newton St Loe ended up being one of those pretty little villages that are on actual postcards and you can’t believe anyone really lives in.

ImageThe farm shop was as lovely as my sister had said, and I had a great sausage and hash brown sandwich. The only downside was being attacked by wasps. But, we got to see some pigs (cuuuuute!) so that made up for it. And we (The Boy) bought some farm shop cookies for the walk back (“cause we’re on holiday!”). It really was lush, and so nice to get home later and snuggle up with a Thai takeaway after about 3 hours walking.

Along with all this fun stuff, we also went out for meals, and had a couple of lazy days in. AND… The Boy got a second interview for a job in Bristol!

Did he get it?!

Well, you’ll have to read the next post to find out…

 

Love,

Sami x

 

 

 

 

Leo, Part 1 (Thursday)

The story begins on Thursday, with a very long car journey down to Cornwall from Bath. Me and my sister, Laura, loaded up the car with everything, and set off just after lunchtime. I made flower garlands the whole way there, and we listened to music and tried not to feel nervous.

The Sat Nav got us to an Unamed Road, and we drove along, getting progressively more scared by the lack of signs and the deserted farms with half-missing Cornish flags, and then… there it was! We had made it to The Wyldes!

We went in and were met by Lee, one of the organisers, who escorted us to our pitch. We were very lucky as we ended up next to a tea stall with very lovely owners, who kept us filled up with tea all weekend 🙂

We then set up the gazebo (in the most ridiculous winds!), and unloaded some of the stands and decorations, before setting up our own tent. We then headed off to Widemouth for some food, and ate at a lovely little restaurant overlooking the beach. Me and Laura are from the Midlands originally, so obviously we do little squeaks of excitement every time we see the sea!

Image After a ridiculously large portion of scampi and chips, we headed back to the festival site. Earlier on, we had been able to drive straight through the site, but while we were away eating, the organisers had put up ropes, to rope off walkways through the campsite. Unfortunately, in the dark, it was like a weird, giant game of Pacman! After asking the lovely recycling man, we made it back to the car park and got an early night, ready for the excitement of the next day!

Love,

Sami x