I think I may be the worst blogger in history. I think if I want to be a writer, I’m going to have to start coming on here more. Anyway, I’m here now. Hello. How’ve you been. Nice to see you again. etc. etc.
It is August, as you can probably work out for yourself by looking at the title of this post. August 10th 2012, which seems mad. How is it August? How? How did this happen? Where has the year gone?
It is of course The Olympics at the moment, and it’s in London! It has been the most incredible two weeks so far; watching the events really has become a huge part of my day to day life in no less than a fortnight. Everything is just addictive to watch, even the stuff which nobody ever watches, archery, trampolining, judo. The lot. Amazing.
We’re going to Center Parcs in Elveden Forest on Monday which is very exciting. It will be our first family holiday for 2 years so we’re all buzzing to go and hoping it’ll be more successful than our last trip.
The year before last we went to the Longleat site, which was lovely but so steep and hilly it might as well have been on top of a bloody mountain. As Center Parcs regulars are aware, you have a bike with you for most of the trip so you can travel around the site as cars are disallowed.
However, some idiots decided to screw that rule and drive about like it was a bloody F1 racing track, carelessly swerving amongst 3 year olds on tricycles and the odd deer which would be leaping about. So while you were panting up what felt like Kilimanjaro on a bicycle, you also had the added worry that you might be run over by a petrol loaded Landrover the size of a monster truck at any moment. Instead we started travelling on a little bus for most of the weekend, which slightly defeated the point of being at Center Parcs.
Hopefully this years trip will be slightly more successful. Hopefully.