Making Waves

I could feel this cold arriving on Thursday evening, a combination of tiredness and stress didn't help me fight it off so it managed to invade my body and fill my head with gunk.

I didn't feel bad on Saturday morning so I took advantage of my last free weekend morning for a couple of weeks to head out for a couple of hours sailing. I was rewarded with sunshine and waves, both of which I have learned to deal with as a sailor during my first season sailing on the sea.

This was planned as my birthday weekend, the kids went to T&B overnight and we had at some point considered an evening in Copenhagen but that got shelved reasonably quickly when we found some beef filet in the freezer and thought about the energy required to get to CPH and back.

MK and I had a wonder around the outlet village to stock up on work clothes for her (along with some orange trousers!) and then I made dinner - sweet potato fries cooked in duck fat and the beef in a green peppercorn, cream and Armagnac sauce followed by a box of chocolates. We also drank one of the very nice bottles of wine that we bought in Provence with it (that was before the cold took away my sense of taste).

Sunday was very productive as we made about 6kg of sausages and cleaned the windows, but to be honest, it's pretty quiet being home without the kids. It's fun for a couple of hours, but we soon get the miss them and it's nice when they come back high as kites on sugar and being spoiled by their grandparents.