Tuesday, 17 January 2017

Lazy Days

With winter still in full throttle, our saving attempt upped and a dose of adulthood reality finally kicking in, we are are determined to spend more time as a family at home. Our usual National Trust days out are still very much our escape mechanism, however there's only a certain amount of coffee & layers that can prevent the next tantrum from happening (mine- not the kids). Every weekend we are usually out and before you know it we've successfully cleared out the bank. I am slowly adapting to taking a picnic where possible and not relying on coffee shops to feed us all. But with many a damp bench on a offer, I am none to keen on having a soggy bottom.

There is one saving grace, a peaceful Sunday. I know what you're thinking, it sounds rather romantic. Lets not forget that there are three children in the mix, however the idea of staying home isn't all that bad. A lazy morning in bed, papers delivered and the special Sunday coffee in our cafetiere, is quite possibly one of my favourite things in life. The kids are at an age where the demands of porridge first thing in the morning are lesser and they can find their own ways in life early morning. Netflix becomes the saving grace and the battle past dry rice crispies when we make it to the kitchen are actually rather cop-able. The hubby and I sit at the table with our Joe Wicks breakfast creation, papers laid out and discuss which of the reviews he is reading is on our hit list. Normally we choose a car that Chris Evans has reviewed and then pine over the latest gadget offering. In this case the Panasconic HDR 4K TV  has caught his eye and I have to admit our Sony took a beating in the last few years. Only 3 of 5 people in this house know how a small scratch came to make it's way on the bottom left corner and the husband and I are not in that 3. Bringing a whole new element of staying in and saving- an investment perhaps?











































The beginnings of a Sunday roast commence, the smell of rosemary and garlic potatoes fill the house and I find my place on our corner sofa. By the time the the evening comes I've watched at least one Hugh Grant film and Countryfile is on. Before you know it we have all congregated in a heap of cushions and are watching how Highland Cattle live out their days in the Hebrides. The roast dinner is quickly consumed and I become ever thankful of the creation we fondly call "the dishwasher". Then comes my all time favourite.

As a child I loved nothing more than a Sunday evening curled up on the sofa watching the good old BBC Antiques Roadshow with my Grandad and this is becoming something that my children also seem to love. The bedtime routine that follows is something more chaotic, however there really has to be something said of a once in a while doss day. A day of relaxing before another chaotic week begins, a day of no make up and letting your skin breathe and a day of falling into your favourite Jack Wills tracksuit. More importantly sometimes it's good for the children to know they don't have to go out to have fun. Watching The BFG from a homemade den is just as fun and more importantly cheaper. Unless of course Daddy gets his way and we have a whole new creation in the corner of our lounge in the form of Panasonic.





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