Yesterday I rather cheekily offered my friends the great chance to stay by the seaside and look after the buns so I could have a weekend away. I was a little surprised when someone said yes!
I sort of knew this offer was out there, but it was a pub offer, so you never know if it will happen. My brother's girlfriend made the offer - despite the fact she lives near the sea anyway so it holds no charm (not the pregnant one, the other one. I have two brothers each with a girlfriend, not one brother with two girlfriends). By cutting my brother out of proceedings arrangements were made in about 4 minutes.
The thing is, we didn't think we would go anywhere so we have saved no money and have no idea where to go. Normally we'd think of Glasgow, London or Birmingham to see all those things we usually miss out on. But with how relaxed I was when we returned from the wedding last year I think maybe it would be good to go somewhere relaxing, where we won't fill our days with seeing things, we can just let the day unfurl. I realise I'm basically describing Lytham St Anne's.
Any ideas are welcome, not the Lake District though, we go there all the time.
Oh dear, Dan's been away this week and it means I've forgotten to put the bin out. Thankfully he's back tonight to make sure I'm wearing the right shoes and shutting the door behind me when I go out.