touching base

So on Thursday I escaped the craziness up here and drove south to spend an extended weekend in the company of friends and family back in Doncaster. That was exactly the right thing to do... not least because one of my oldest friends Carol was getting married on the Saturday so I kinda had to be there for that!

Carol's been one of my best friends for about fifteen years now, and is one of the reasons I don't bother with a Friends Reunited profile: the friends who mattered to me in school and at university are the ones who still matter and who I've made the effort to stay in touch with. Anyway it was amazing to be there for the wedding, Carol and Andy (see, I got it the right way round!) have been together for a while now, even while Andy was away in far flung places being taught how to teach, getting hitched just seems to be something they've been meaning to get round to for a wee while. Carol looked stunning, Andy was short dapper, and amazingly neither of the twins fell in the pond!

The wedding was also an excuse (were one needed) to hang out with James and Caroline, more old friends who I love, amazingly the three of us togged up for a wedding almost looked grown up!

Thursday, Friday, Sunday and Monday nights were family time in varying combinations - somehow my scattered family seem to have developed a knack over the past year or so for arranging to converge on the same place at the same time reasonably often - something that makes me very happy. Within the family there was occasion to celebrate too but it's not news I'm going to publish, at least not just yet. Suffice it to say there are some... developments happening that make me beam with pride when I think of them.

All of which brought me home today feeling recharged and very very lucky to be living the life I do - I good mind-set for getting on with things I think.