This weekend has been a bit of a disappointment - we were all meant to go up to Sydney for a wedding. Unfortunately on Friday number one son came down with the bad cold I had, and we made the call on Friday night that he wouldn't be well enough to go. I don't mind dragging the kids around with snuffles, but he had a fever and really felt quite ill. So my husband and number two son went up - said the wedding was lovely; a beautiful bride, happy groom, lots of kids, masses of food and one short speech! Perfect.
Then they spent the night with friends of ours in Sydney and went up the headland in the morning to look for whales before driving home. It was a beautiful day and it all sounds lovely, and I was a bit gloomy because I was really looking forward to it, but what can you do. At least I hadn't bought a new frock (I shopped but couldn't find anything just right) but I did get my hair done.
So my weekend was quiet and very cold and foggy with a subdued thirteen year old (sofa,
computer games). I did a 50 minute run this morning, which is my longest ever (and I mean ever in my life ever!) Not many people boating this morning. Fifty minutes is only 6.8 km because I am so slow, but once I warmed up it was quite pleasant to be out of the house. And that shows you how quiet this weekend has been...