What a difference 32 years and a new school year make

September 07, 2018

What a difference 32 years and a new school year make

The schools went back this week. Having spent my whole life, apart fromthelast two years, living from holiday to holiday, always knowing excatly how many days it is before I have to go back, now I cannot WAIT for the schools to go back. Apologies for those of you who teach - but your time will come.

We enjoy very simple pleasures in local places and in the school holidays they are bombed. We have our life back again.

We went into Poole early this morninga nd it was so quiet it was actually eerie - but lovely.

We went to visit Lake Pier and it was so quiet - the car park has been rammed all holidays.

Yesterday I met my good friend Helen at The Kitchen in Poole Park where we sat and chatted for a couple of hours inthe sunshine and relished that we were not at school

Today we had work to do in Bournemouth so we combined it with a meal out and a leisurely drive back all along our gorgeous coast. If I hadn't got a parking ticket whilst waiting for Nigel it would have been just perfect. Ah well.

I have also been scrapping something different - my wedding. We have been married 32 years and so it was about time I made a wedding album for us. I have done them for other people - never for our own wedding. One of the reasons is it was 32 years ago and the photos are dated. They are faded, the pictures are all very formal and not great quality and there are none of the arty shots you get these days. But it IS our wedding and I have decided to be brave and scrap them anyway.

Here are the first few (prepare - on and off - for a few of these pages I am afraid. )

This is probably the only photo I really like that was taken by the professional photographer so I guess it was inevitable it was going to get scrapped early on.

This was me getting ready. I remember it as a very special time with my mom and my best friend. My bridesmaid Sarah was a later addition just for the photos.