Olley and I took the children to Cornwall for a long weekend, and I really feel like I've had a break.
We couldn't leave until Good Friday morning as Billy had been taking part in a drama week that didn't finish until Thursday evening. But after hearing about the dreadful gridlocked motorways on Thursday night, and then sailing down the M4 and M5 on Friday, I realised we had made the right decision.
It was also wise to head west. The weather was beautiful for most of our visit, while I gather it was less than perfect back in the Home Counties.
We stayed in a delightful small hotel right on the South West Coast Path, between Bude and Widemouth. I could see the sea and the coastline right down to Newquay from my bedroom window, and twice took the opportunity to do my morning exercise along the path above crashing waves and imposing cliffs with uplifting views out to sea.
I normally run in the woods and fields behind our home or along the Berks/Bucks Thames path – both spirit-lifting environments but neither quite so dramatic as the Cornish coastline.
The children had surfing lessons and they were all standing on their boards riding the waves by the end of the weekend. I had a go too – what a way to spend Easter Sunday! The sun was out, the sky was blue and the sea was… FREEZING!!! Luckily a wetsuit that kept me warm, but you're not seeing a picture of me in that so here's one of the children instead!
Enjoying the Cornish sights
We had some delicious seafood meals, meandered around the local curio and art shops and visited Padstow to see friends. We also went to Fistral beach in Newquay to show Charlie where he is planning to spend a few days with some of his mates after his GCSE exams.
We all enjoyed ourselves, which I feel is quite an achievement with 13, 16 and 17 year old offspring. They shared a room for four nights without arguing, and didn't even complain when I admitted to having left the Easter eggs at home.
All in all, a time to recharge batteries and spend time together as a family – something we get all too little of as our children race towards adulthood.
My thought of the week
I hope you found some peace and happiness over Easter as well. Very quickly we are back on the treadmill of life, but it does us good to climb off it occasionally!
Which reminds me – my thought of the week comes from a Cherokee expression: 'When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice.'