This is also most excitingly my 200th post, how exciting! Who'd' ever have thought I'd still be writing this far down the line. I love writing and now the Bus is done and complete and handed over, I have much more time on my hands, so expect me back!
So a little catch up for you all, I'm almost a year into a new job I love, I'm still doing slimming world and everything else is pretty much the same, just a little older. Hey, if it isn't broke - don't fix it!
So I'm writing to tell you all about our exciting week away! So this time last week my Mum and Dad had flown to Guernsey, they were having a romantic break for their 35th Wedding Anniversary and my Mum had no idea we and 4 of their friends were about to join them! My Dad had asked for help to arrange his trip which I'd done and then later down the line had decided to surprise my Mum with other people arriving. Dad had done most of the hard work, even found a restaurant for us all to eat in on their anniversary and booked a table.
This time last week we were a little hung over from a giant 30th birthday party for my Step Daughter, L, and were off to have breakkie with L and her Mum, Stepdad and friends. We stopped off to print our boarding passes for our flights on Monday. So we had a bit of 'to do' as always, the printer ran out of ink so we needed to find somewhere else to print them, stopped off at a friends house only to realise the reason we couldn't check in to our return flight home on 8/2 is because I'd inadvertently booked it for 8/3.... what an idiot.
Cue an earlier trip to the airport to try and change our flights or book new ones, 45 minutes later with a far too helpful customer service rep - we were £200 lighter but at least flying home in February! The Barcroft holiday curse is always alive and kicking.
So we flew with two of Mum and Dads friends and spent the afternoon having a mooch around some lunch and drinks and then we all went our seperate ways for a siesta! We arranged to all meet in the bar which is where Dad would bring Mum in.
We sat patiently in the bar wondering what kind of day they'd had (the visited the Isle of Sark in the snow on a horse drawn carriage!) and Mum and Dad walked in, it took a while for Mum to realise we were sat there, but she was super surprised, so job done - well done Dad! Mum then asked if anyone else was coming and we said no, only for Dad's best man and partner to walk in and join us too. Mum was so chuffed and was surprised people would pay money and come all this way to celebrate with her, but of course we wouldn't have missed it.
We had a lovely week, despite it being February and hardly anything open, but I can tell you the food and drinks were fab (although we're all half a stone heavier now!) Dad got a gentle ribbing about picking somewhere so cold for us all to go, or that they got married in February and not August, but all in good jest and we had a great time regardless.
I didn't take many pictures of our week, but here are a few.
Our hotel - Duke of Normandie (lovely place!)
German occupation museum
My Mum and Dad x
We have lots of lovely plans for this year, so New Years resolution in February is definitely to take more pictures!
TTFN, Sammy xx
