Escape

It's been a long week and today's been a flurry of house-cleaning, clothes laundering and list-making. Tomorrow we're going on holiday!

Yes, I still have a fair bit of packing to do. But we're driving up to Scotland so we can fit plenty into the back of the car, and we're staying in a little town in the Borders so will be able to buy any bits and pieces we forget (although I've been busily decanting teabags, coffee, sugar and salt into little containers).

It will be our first holiday in two and a half years so is well-deserved. And it's our first ever with Joe. In other firsts, he'll be visiting Edinburgh Zoo, playing on the beach and sleeping away from home (gulp). 

It reminds me of those holidays we used to go on as a child: packing up the car, taking picnic baskets (optimistically) and waterproofs and snacks for the journey. No 5am start though. And we've got the essentials - a bottle of something sparkling for our first night, a radio, travel Scrabble, playing cards, wellies, umbrellas, the camera, books, bucket and spade, woolly socks, flask...

Here's to lonely windswept beaches, castles, shortbread and maybe a little souvenir or two!

I'll be back here next week, hopefully refreshed and rosy-cheeked.