On occasion I’m one of those people who gets smug about no longer living in London. I noticed it when I went for lunch with my Sister-in-Law recently; I started waxing lyrical about the low crime rates, big houses, affordable living costs and good schools out here. “And it’s only 30 minutes into Euston!!!” I exclaim. “Amazing!!!!”
As the kids get older, I realise how important it is to spend real quality time, us all together as a family. Which is why, when Southeastern challenged us to discover a part of Kent we’d never been before, we bit their hand off and jumped on the train to Broadstairs!
This was to be my second trip to Jersey and the children’s first. My good friend Néva moved there last year with her husband’s job and I first visited with my boyfriend back in an unseasonably stormy October 2017: after spending that weekend eating good food and stomping around glorious beaches I couldn’t wait to return with the kids.
Every year I like to dedicate a weekend in which I do festive stuff with the kids: santa visits, tree decorating, present wrapping, roast dinners… you know the drill. We usually incorporate a trip to Lapland UK into this weekend…
It’s fair to say that, as far as British institutions go, the All England Club in Wimbledon – and of course the famous tournament – is up there with the greatest. And it goes hand-in-hand with another British heritage brand, Robinson’s,…
Like many little girls growing up in the countryside, as a kid I was obsessed with horses. You name it, if it was horse-related I did it: Pony Club, week-long equestrian camps, dressage, show jumping, grooming… the lot. Yet as an adult…