I’ve managed almost an entire weekend off. Yesterday morning I spent a couple of hours in the kitchen before Simon arrived home, and I also did some packing during the day, but the rest of the day was spent catching up on each other’s weeks. Time differences meant keeping in touch wasn’t easy, so we’d a lot to talk about. Today the weather’s been fabulous and one of our village pubs has had a beer festival all weekend with live music in the beer garden. Be rude not to have a couple of lazy drinks in the sunshine after they’d gone to all that trouble, wouldn’t it?