home again, home again, jiggedy jog

So I'm home from my holidays, and holy snakes, how many photos did I take?!?!

It may take me a little while to readjust to the whole what is real life? conundrum and get back into the swing of things. Also, I have to clean the whole house from top to bottom for estate agent open day viewings late bank holiday Monday. Ah, fun.

It was a lovely holiday. Fraught at times, because cramming the entire family with their issues and stressors into one small house for days at a time inevitably generates a degree of friction, but Norfolk is beautiful and the weather was fantastic (I caught the sun! How? I was still wearing woolly jumpers the day before we left!) and I now feel far too relaxed to be bothered with real life just yet.

A number of picspams may follow, if I ever get time to sort through the hundreds and hundreds of photos I appear to have taken...

The cats don't come home till tomorrow. I keep looking for them and they aren't here! It feels so weird to be home without them - I can't wait to pick them up!