Hibernating

The weekend was wonderful (see backblips). Mediterranean weather, nothing to rush about, good food, interesting conversation, dreaming about the future, lots of laughter and my favourite company. The kind of stuff that the best memories are made of.

The journey home was tiring and long and when we reached Manchester from a gloriously sunny london, the heavy clouds that greeted us were a stark reminder that the holiday was over!

I think anaemia has struck again too, and today I have mostly just wanted to hide under my duvet and not come out!