Rob and I often talk about moving house. Nothing serious, just the usual daydreamy discussions that most couples have.
We hope to move in the next 4-5 years, and we would like to move to somewhere quieter and more scenic. We just need to figure out where we want to live next.
While we were camping in Kingsdown, Kent last weekend, the topic of moving came up again.
Rob made a throwaway comment about moving to the village and I replied with my standard response “its a bit out of our budget” (the understatement of the year!) The conversation continued with Rob saying “people pay a fortune to live in places where there is nothing”.
Ain’t that the truth!
A village with no doctors surgery, high street, clothes shops, 24hr convenience stores, chippies or other takeaways, cafes, supermarkets, petrol stations, bus service or train station.
I think we will stay put for now, thank you!
At long last I had a weekend off, so Rob and I managed a quickie.
Thats a quick local camping trip for one night only. In case you were wondering!
We headed down to a cute looking campsite with sea views in Kingsdown near Deal in Kent. What can I say really, it was lovely and we had a wonderful time. The site was great, the village and its three pubs were great, the beach was a five minute walk away, the food was great, the Kelly Kettle was great. So yeah, it was all great!
Did you hear me mention Kelly Kettle, you say?
Yup thats right, Rob twisted my arm and persuaded me to part with my hard earned cash and buy him one as an early Xmas present (and his only Xmas present). It was a success! We both love it and drank far too many mugs of de-caff coffee (as we forgot to pack any teabags!) Its such a simple thing, but foraging for dry grass and twigs to light a fire is pure fun, and taps into our inner girl guide/scout/caveman/cavewoman instincts. It just added another element to our camping experience and if you are into the great outdoors, I recommend that you treat yourself to one.
As well as hot drink making, we also walked the 3 odd miles along the coastal path by the shingle seafront to Deal (stopping at a pub, of course) and back. We ate lovely meal in a local pub and then sat around a campfire, supping hot cups of coffee by our van for the evening.
Fingers crossed that we might be able to manage one or two more quickie camping trips before winter is upon us!
This time last week I was on holiday on the Isle of Wight.
Le sigh, it all seems so long ago.
As ever the island was green, lush, quaint, old fashioned and cute. The weather not so. It pretty much rained everyday. Still, we did not let the weather stop us from having fun. Some of the highlights were – bike riding, coastal path walking, beach going, swimming with the nephews, eating lots of chips and donkey seeing.
Sorry, I do not have many photos to share on here, as very single shot I took has a member of my family in it (its not my place to plaster their photos all over the internet!) Even Rob did not take that many landscape photos because of the pesky weather.
Here are a few obligatory photos from our week away all taken by Rob (as usual). Plus there are a few more on my Instagram account if anyone fancies a gander.
Colourful chair lifts down to Alum bay. Sorry complete strangers for plastering your photos all over the internet BTW.
Me on my bike on a really tough, treacherous cycle path. Baby’s got back…and front…and sides!
A donkey at the IOW Donkey Sanctuary. I think this one is called Miley…
Poppy the donkey. Almost as cute as our cat Poppy!
And finally, my fave, Dave the donkey. Everybody knows a Dave including donkeys!