On Monday I drove over to Surrey to drop Alexander off at the Royal Military Academy, Sandhurst for his pre-universtity course.
He was meeting up with his friends from Welbeck then spending the rest of the week in lectures, physical tests and uniform issue. He will spend time with the army throughout his three years at university before he goes back to Sandhurst to finish his officer training. He looked very smart in his suit but he can't wait to get to uni where he will be able to dress in his casual clothes after spending the last fourteen years in school uniforms.
It was great to get out caching again with Helen yesterday, we went down to the Dover area where there was a weekend camping event.
We picked some caches to do and found all of them, one near a windmill (now a residential property). Both of us forgot to get our GPS sets ready so we used my iphone which wasn't brilliant when there was no phone signal.
There were some caches hidden in a series around old phone boxes. I ended up in the prickly Hawthorn bush while Helen held my camera
then we signed the log book
One was near a church and as we explored we found a box of biscuits and juice left for visitors in the porch - result!
We met up with friends at the campsite where Tony, Sally and Mark kindly shared their barbeque with us. Sally gave me one of Tony's thick fleeces to wear and I really didn't want to give it back, I was so cosy sitting by the fire. I met some other teams and it was great to put names to faces, I think we might go down and camp there next year (if the weather is good)
Life is ticking along nicely, the weather has been great in my little corner of the rainy British Isles so I have spent as much time at the beach as I can, just reading and swimming, mostly on my own because nobody else wanted to go. It's time to admit that days at the beach with my children are at an end. Alex has been working all of the holidays and Georgina would rather spend time with her friend. It makes me feel quite old but I do appreciate the time to myself.
I had a quick trip up to Stratford last week, the town was a little disappointing as I felt it lacked character, I'm not really into shopping and the streets were not as I imagined. I expected something similar to York, Canterbury or Durham but although there was some interesting architecture it didn't wow me. However, I recognised a monument from a visit to the Geocaching website and remembered that I had the (unused) Geocache app on my iphone. A couple of clicks and there it was, the co-ords were worked out over a lovely latté and it was time to search. I took a while to work out the navigation and wandered a bit but it didn't take long to locate the cache - about 20 feet away from my coffee spot! After a few caches I was quite disappointed when my battery ran out but I'm happy that my caching mojo has returned. I have bought some back up packs for future use and will definitely be using my iPhone for caching in the future.
I didn't take many photographs but I took these in my favourite spot by the canal basin. I'd like to live on a canal boat on day, when I'm a mad old hag with a scruffy little dog and the kids have disowned me.
Georgina had her operation last Friday to remove the plate in her arm. She was incredibly brave and took the whole thing in her stride (must be the Northern blood in her). She has a month until the screw holes have healed and then hopefully that will be her arm back to normal. She started back to school on yesterday, pleased that she isn't in the bottom year any more. I managed to get one photograph before she started with the attitude but I will get my own back and use them all in a layout. Of course it was a rushed shot just before school so I didn't realise that there were dead leaves, a dead plant in a pot and a bag of compost in the picture. Which just goes to show that I am not a gardener. I WILL do all my pots next year and have a pretty patio again.
I just finished a great book, sort of Da Vinci code but I liked it better, it's based on the works of Gaudi in Barcelona, so interesting that I am planning a few days there in the autumn to follow the trail in the book.
I love his work, but I have only been to Barcelona for the waterski racing world championships in 1985 and never got any further than the harbour! I would love to see all of his work in real life.
Finally I have been planning some classes for Pickleberry and taught a beeswax canvas class last night, it was a great evening and the results were lovely. Julie is going to put hers in her new studio (next door to mine) while Diane will add a photograph to hers to give as a gift.
It's chores day today then off to the airport to collect Alex and Helene, back from their week with Elina and Yianis in Mykonos.