Monday, August 13, 2007


Yesterday I had determined that I would catch up with some of my writing tasks, then Husband asked if I wanted to go for a ride in Brian (our open-top Beetle). I said yes without a blink.

That is why I am spectacularly unsuccessful at anything in life ... except enjoying it.

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This weekend Younger Son has been to the Bulldog Bash, a music and motorbike festival, apparently run by Hell's Angels. On Thursday night The Wurzels were headlining; on Friday it was Status Quo. He wasn't impressed with the Quo: all their music sounds the same he said. D'uh, yes.

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After nearly four months of working in Swansea, and mostly from home, from tomorrow, Husband starts working away all week again. We'll get used to it; we always do. It doesn't mean we enjoy it.

It's been lovely having him around.


Clare said...

Liz, being successful at enjoying life is one of the most important things you can be good at it. I hope you enjoyed your ride in Brian!

Liz said...

Oh we did, Clare. And the ice cream!

Welshcakes Limoncello said...

I used to love The Wurzels!