There is something about a caravan holiday that is very liberating. No garden, no cleaning, no 'oughts'. We went to Bishops Itchington in Warks for three nights. Not too close to Miss P (beware controlling parent image) but near enough for a couple of visits either way. I loved the site because it had a great view, and a footpath so that I could walk to the village without going down the main road.
We had an outing to a nearby NT property and HoF went two days running to the Motor Museum whilst I did some solo walks to enhance the feeling of liberation. Otherwise I read and painted, occupations likely to make me feel guilty at home although I'm supposed to be retired, for heaven's sake. I think that must be a throwback to childhood, and 'chores'.
Nearby was Burton Dassett park, which you can see from the M40 and which we'd visited for a picnic after the aforementioned wedding. So we spent an afternoon there walking around the interesting knobbly hillocks, until HoF realised he'd left his walking stick at the NT property.....
The caravan window faced East and because of the time of year we were actually up to watch the sun literally rise out of the horizon. I took umpteen photos as it sailed into view. Now I wonder if I can turn that into a painting...
I've read some really good books lately, in spite of the in-house acquisition of BTVision. I recommend:
The Help by Kathryn Stockett
The Other Side of You by Sally Vickery
Baking Cakes in Kigali by Gaile Parkin
The Marriage Bureau for Rich People by Farahad Zama
A Guide to the Birds of East Africa by Nicholas Drayson
Good Evening, Mrs Craven by Mollie Panter-Downes
and just now reading Blood River by Tim Butcher
Quite a few of these are first books. If you liked Precious Ramotswe, you'll like the middle three too, maybe even better. Let me know.
