This weekend was very much a quiet stay-at-home one. Since we’ve decided to move to Cornwall in September, I’ve decided to try and really enjoy the time we have left in Cheltenham – as much as I’m excited about moving, I don’t want to just wish away our time here. So, on Saturday morning when we went into town I took time to notice things. I realise that we have a bit of a routine. Lucy and I go into town probably once a month or so. We sometimes go on the bus, but usually in the car, and we always park in Montpellier and walk down the long Promenade into the centre. This week, the sun was out, the fountains were sparkling, the flowers were nodding at us and I realised how much I’m going to miss these familiar sights.
::Montpellier (this is why we park here!)::
We pottered around town, bought some new shoes (for her) a new book (for me) and treats from Lush (for both of us). I’m not really a big shopper, and can’t bear the idea of spending my Saturday trudging round shops just looking at things I don’t need or really want. So, having done what we needed to do, we strolled back up the Prom to Montpellier Park so Lucy could have a play and I could have a coffee.
When we got home she then proceeded to fall asleep for a nap while I did some housework. We’d invited some friends round for a barbecue in the evening so I was glad she napped as it meant she wasn’t tired and we could let her stay up.
Sunday was more park fun – we headed across town with Clive to Pittville Park for more playing, visiting the menagerie, a picnic and feeding the swans. I realise how lucky we are for good, free, safe parks in Cheltenham.
At first we wondered why one peacock was apart from the others and in with the guinea pigs and bunnies, then we spotted there was a baby with it. I had no idea baby peacocks were so cute. Are they called peachicks? If not, they should be!
We finished the day off with a traditional Sunday night bath for Lucy, using her Lush ballistic. There’s a story behind this – I actually bought it a few weeks ago but when we got home couldn’t find it in the bag. When I went in on Saturday to buy my shampoo the assistant came up and asked us if we had bought one and apologised it hadn’t been put into the bag. She then gave us another the same. Isn’t that lovely? My faith in humanity is pretty good at the moment anyway, but that just made me feel really fuzzy inside. Thanks lovely Lush lady! The ballistic we had was called ‘Granny takes a dip’ and does this to your bath:
Lucy thought it was the best bath ever, so a definite win there. Another thing I’ll miss – when you’ve lived somewhere nearly ten years all the shops know you; that’s something we’re going to have to build up again, I suppose. But on the other hand we get to discover lots of new places, which will be a fun adventure in itself.
For this post I’m linking up with Em over at Snowing Indoors for the ‘Post and Shoot’ linky.