Despite the gloomy predications of “it always rains on the August bank holiday”, Sunday morning was a glorious vision of blue skies and sunshine.
Saturday had been spent throwing children around in a gorgeous outdoor pool at Exeter University before setting off for a reunion with my parents as their return to Australia was rapidly approaching.
It was a very civilized afternoon on the lawn with tea, cake, football and handstands. My first handstand resulted in a rather disastrous landing as I successfully winded myself and conked myself on the back of the head. Luckily I didn’t have concussion and proceeded to a slightly more successful head stand. Time to go back to yoga it would seem.
The evening was spent at a local pub where things culminated in me giving Letad a piggyback from the car to the front door. Hilarity ensued…