Home Time

Slight detour from the weekend plans for the time being.  My niece went home today so we bade her a sad farewell at the airport and a safe journey.  Unfortunately she suffers badly from travel sickness, so we’re hoping the wrist bands she bought will give her a comfortable flight.

The five weeks that she has been here have gone remarkably quick.  It seems only like yesterday that we were collecting her from the airport.  My sister is obviously anxious to find out that she has arrived home safely and will be awaiting that call with some relief.

I know she is torn between leaving her mom and nana (and us but more so the former two) and getting back home to her house, her cat and especially her partner (who I have found out has been reading the blog, so hi to you!). 

The four of us girlies went out for a lovely meal last night and because I wasn’t driving snuck in a couple of alcoholic drinkies! 

I thought when we got there that the food looked a little fancy but it was absolutely beautiful. 

It was fresh tasting, looked good on the plate, very filling (always a good one that!) and was cooked to perfection.  Should I share this secret place?  It was called The Punch Bowl at Lapworth.  The menu on the website is not the same as we had last night.

My sister had the special, seared salmon on a bed of new potatoes and broad beans with a gorgeous sauce, mom and I had salmon and haddock fishcakes served on spinach and pine nuts with a fab tomato sauce. My niece had steak.  Oh yes and ours came with hand cut chips.

The puddings were equally as good.  Again, they were different to the menu on the website and were truly wonderful, melt in the mouth, want them again type puds!  And the ice cream which my niece had was out of this world.

Not forgetting the staff who were really helpful and friendly.

We had a real laugh too at the pub taking photos of each other in different combinations, self portraits and even Charlie’s Angels type poses.  So a nice way to end the holiday.

I’m also feeling pretty today!  What!  Not in the hair or face region I have to add.  I painted my toe nails last night and my daughter begged me to paint her finger nails.  So after doing hers I decided to put some on mine.

Is it just me or does anyone else feel really feminine when they’ve got nail varnish on.  I’ve noticed I’m picking things up delicately, typing slowly so I can see the pretty nails in action, opening doors and drawers really carefully and generally being a daft bat!

I even wore a top that matched the nail varnish.  I suppose it’s a good thing that it’s the little things in life that please me. 

I’m sure I’ll get over it.

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