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EASTER BREAK

Tuesday 10 April 2007

Hello my luvverlies! Been a touch quiet around here of late hasn't it? That's because I had a well deserved break this long Easter weekend. On Friday, my mum and youngest sister trundled out to North Devon to stay with some friends of the family.

I had a fantastic time. I am so lucky to have the family I do, I really am. It's been a pretty emotional weekend but it was sort of good emotional. So to follow the crowd here goes a round up of the weekend's activities:

Friday:

Left early from Reading in my Mum's antique Mercedes station wagon - that car is seriously hilarious. Sang all of the way down to super cool tracks such as Girls Aloud - I think we're alone now, Avril Lavigne - errr Hey you or Girlfriend not sure but the words are hilarious and Gwen Stefani - Sweet the Woooooos and Weeeeeees were our favourite bits. Arrived in Braunton, North Devon around 4pm and went on a 5 mile walk around some sand dunes. Got made the most scrummy cottage pie I've ever had and man it was good after a long walk.

Saturday:

Woke up at around 8am to the smell of bacon - I stopped eating fried breakfasts about 10 months ago so the smell of someone cooking a fried breakfast was better than sex. Waking up and having breakfast ready for you is fabulous! A big group of us - My Mum, sister, Aunt, Cousin and family friends all trundled to the beach. There I sat and relaxed, fell in love with the most beautiful Golden Lab I have ever seen and let me tell you the owner of it was pretty stunning himself. I noted that there was no wedding band.... ahem. There in my bikini I chilled in the sunshine and thought about life in general. The first wobbley emotional bit (and I had just finished my period so I think I am excused) is when I went to take some pictures. I pulled out my digital camera and it just refused to take pictures. The batteries were new in so it wasn't that and it made this weird clunky sound - I got really upset about it as it was a gift for my 21st and something I associate with someone I care for very deeply so I had a few sobs. My Mum took me off for a walk and just held my hand and listened to me and my pathetic feelings. She always knows the right things to say and she pointed out some things she had noticed about my last relationship that made me re-think a few things. My mum never believed we were right for eachother - maternal instinct eh? She had noted a few things that I had missed about this person because I was so infatuated and didn't tell me until now because everytime someone said something bad about this person (Mainly my sisters and the words twat face - knobhead and he's a dick Cel) I'd snap at them like a terrier. We got home quite late and it was there I realised that I'd actually been burnt! I was pink! Ridiculously pink. After sending some amusing topless - the girls were covered - pictures to Geyv and Oli, I got dressed and went to the theatre.

Sunday:

Again woke up early as we were all going to go to Woolacombe for the day. I love that place. We arrived in Woolacombe and decided to look in the few shops they have there - my family were looking at the wet suits and surfie shorts, I was looking at the men in the surfie shorts......There were a few hotties there. God I love surfies. A few moments later I heard my name being shouted. This never happens. It's really weird. So I turned around and lo and behold was one of my Southampton pals - Andy. We had a brief chat and he invited me to a BBQ that evening as Colin was down for the weekend too. My Mum and Aunt have taken a liking to Andy and kept saying to me 'Oooooh isn't he lovely looking?' 'You two would look great together'. The evening was again brilliant. I was laughing so much and I love seeing my Southampton pals. I love Colin (He's like a big bro) and Andy is a sweetheart.

Monday:

We had to make our way home - which was rubbish! The traffic was a total nightmare and my mum insisted on taking the back roads - it took us 6 hours to get home with an hour and a half stop for food. If you are ever in the vicinity of Spockford - drive very fast. It is a scary place. I believe they grow their minimum wage staff! After that nightmare journey we got back home. I decided to stay there the night and make my way to work from Reading which actually wasn't bad at all - only took an hour and a half. Last night was a fairly difficult night though. My Mum gave me a copy of my Dad's memorial invitation. On the back there were a load of pictures of him, a lot of them had Faye and I in them. I also read the speech my half brother gave at my Dad's memorial. He talked about how he would miss Sunday mornings having coffee with my Dad and how he doted on his granddaughter and it was then that it hit me - My Dad would never see my children - if I ever have them, my Dad doesn't even know who I am. We have never spoken about literature and engineering etc because he only ever knew me as a child - he'll never know the "adult" me and I have to say it is pretty hard dealing with all of that. We were also sent a load of photos and there were a load of my Dad and I - he had a big proud smile on his face and there was one of me as a baby asleep next to him and I just don't remember him being proud or loving of me like that. He was really hard on me and actually bullied me a fair bit. I don't know - I'm just so confused over the whole thing really. Heather got upset that there were no photos of her so my mum found her old video camera and a load of tapes. It was great seeing more of us as kids mucking around. Heather was only 18 months at the time so she was just adorable and then it flicked to the first Christmas we had in England. I had forgotten that my Dad had come over for it. The second we all saw Faye sitting on my Dad's lap we all just burst into tears. Faye's boyfriend Andy was there and it couldn't have been easy for him watching three girls sobbing away but he was amazing for Faye. I really hope that the next person I am romantically involved with is like Andy. He is so very sweet, kind and caring and gets involved with my family. They look lovely together.

Jesus this is a long and blathering post! To those who have made it this far - well done.

I'm off to catch up on what you lot have been up to!

Posted by Celeste at April 10, 2007 04:23 AM | TrackBack

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