Another week of the summer holidays has whizzed by. I have a bad feeling it’ll be September and back-to-school time before I know it.
We had another relatively quiet week last week, thanks to me and Steve both being pretty busy with work.
We did have a really lovely visit from my sister and her girls for a few hours on Wednesday though, which was a fab way to break up the week. The children were all really happy to see each other and had a great time playing Roblox together on various devices and attempting a round of the game of life before the girls had to head off.
They also brought with them a huge bag of clothes that were being passed down to Nerys from her other cousins. I picked the clothes out when I was in Kent recently, but couldn’t manage to get them home with me when the last leg of my journey was by train.
It was a bit tricky picking out the bits I thought Nerys would like when she wasn’t with me to give her opinion, but judging by her reactions when she went through the bag I think I did alright. And I’m thrilled because I shouldn’t have to go clothes shopping again for her for a while now!
The rest of last week was a mix of excessive screen time while Steve and I worked and trips out to the local parks.
We all headed out for a walk through Singleton Park at the weekend so we could take some family photos for July’s me and mine project.
We sat on a bench looking out over the grass, with the bay on the horizon, and joked about how soon could we move away from Swansea.
The city is quite often called ‘the graveyard of ambition’, and there seems to be this joke around people never leaving here, as if that’s a bad thing. After living here for more than 20 years I can’t see me ever wanting to leave.
Between the beaches, the parks, and all the other beautiful outdoor spaces we have here, I can’t see why we would want to live any where else. The only thing I would change is to have my family closer. Then I think that, if I’d gone with my other uni choice, I could’ve ended up in Aberdeen, so the trip from Swansea to Kent suddenly doesn’t seem quite so far!
I can still remember the day that I first came to Swansea for a uni open day. I stood on the steps of Fulton House with my dad, and just had this gut feeling that this was the place I was supposed to be. I’m pretty glad I went with that gut feeling to be honest!
Stunning, smiley shots – such happy pictures!
We are both very happy that you decided to go to Swansea!
Lovely photos as always. Wish we were closer but at least we see photos regularly.
The joy of having cousins- hand-me-downs! I’ve got a little niece and I’ve saved so much of Iris’s old clothes.
Katrina x
Athena loves handing clothes down to her younger cousin, it’s lovely that they get to share like that, save money and get more use out of things! I agree, the summer is going to fly by! x
Every time you talk about where you live it always sounds like such a lovely place to be. I’ve never been to Swansea – I’ll put it on the list of places to visit when we’re thinking about where to go on holiday next 🙂
Aww I love how happy you are with where you live – so lovely! 🙂 xx