It is odd isn't it, that life can't seem to manage to spread itself out nicely. You go through phases when nothing at all is happening, and some variety would be warmly welcomed, interrupting the routine of work, dinner, tv, chores etc, then you get phases when so much is happening that you hardly seem to be able to fit everything in - let alone enjoy it all.
This weekend is a case in point. Nic and I are going to Kate's tomorrow and will be fed an excellent meal cooked by Carl, and I think we are going to have a go on the Wii fit which should be fun - or at least entertaining. On Saturday we are going up to London, having a potter around Selfridges, then going round the War Cabinet rooms where we will meet, sister, brother in law, both their kids and their significant others. The we go to Fortnum and Mason to have tea. There is a respectful pause at this point. We will have sandwiches, scone with clotted cream and cakes and tea and (if you want) champagne.
Then we were just going to waddle off to the station to go back to Kate's. However Chris is in London so we are squishing in a quick meeting in a pub between tea and the train. It is lovely to get to see her but it would be nicer if we had more time.
I have also had an email from a friend in Kent who is going to be over here in July. Unfortunately it is one of the weeks I have booked for holiday, so I am going to have to try to get to see her in the early part of her visit, and then go away on holiday. If she was coming a week earlier then I could have seem much more of her.