I love Bank Holiday weekends. That extra day off work makes Sunday feel like a second Saturday and there’s nothing like that ultra smug feeling on Monday morning when you’re still lazing in bed safe in the knowledge that you can get up whenever you want.
On the flip side Bank holidays are traditionally cold and wet affairs and this weekend has been no exception.
Earlier in the week we were given a taster of what gorgeous weather the UK can deliver, with all us office monkies complaining that it was too hot to work and eating an obscene number of ice lollies in the name of cooling down and attempting to get some work done.
The ying of complaining has been swiftly matched with the yang of torrential rain and wind. Fabulous.
However this hasn’t stopped me and the family from battling against the elements, getting out and about and picking up a few bits and bobs.
So far this weekend I’ve been:
Giddy with excitement when this bad boy landed on the doormat less than 24 hours after I ordered it.
Pondering, with seam ripper in hand, how to transform this dress into something a little more exciting
Salivating over this bargainous sewing pattern I picked up on a recent charity shop expedition (and laughing at the saucy split in option one!)
Wearing my new pom pom slippers and getting a second wind on my cardigan after frogging an entire front panel. (grr)
Geeking out at the Marvel wrapping paper we used on Dad’s birthday present.
…. and eating an alarming amount of Camembert. What can I say? It’s been my kind of weekend!
What have you been up to? Embracing the weather or hibernating on the sofa until the sun comes out again?
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