Random thoughts for Saturday morning

I've just been watching the village Feast fun run - either 3 or 6 miles (and yes, I did feel guilty that I wasn't taking part... but DH is in Japan until tomorrow so I would have had to get someone to look after the kids... that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it...). The participants ran right past our house just before finishing on the village green. It was really good to see how many people of all ages, shapes and sizes got out there and had a go - it wasn't just all the real fitness freaks (mostly male, from observation...). Well done to the lot of them.

Another random thought this morning, when changing the beds: when I was a child we didn't have duvets, and once a week when we changed the beds we took the bottom sheet off, put the top sheet on the bottom, then put a fresh sheet on the top. I'd forgotten that. I wonder if this was a family peculiarity, or what everyone with sheets and blankets did?

DS's football (soccer) team won 5-1 this morning, and he scored 4 of the goals. Go him!

Summer trip

I've been thinking a lot about our planned summer trip this afternoon. We're driving over to the Swiss Alps and camping in Grindelwald for about 10 days, then returning via 3 days in the Black Forest (a campsite with a major pool/waterslides complex attached, which the kids should love).

I can't wait to get back into the mountains. I know we won't be able to do the really long high days we used to do before we had kids, but we'll still be able to use the cable cars etc to get up quite high and do some walking - DD walks well now for 3 and a half (she's done over 6 miles in a day), and DS will walk anywhere if there are rocks to scramble over (I'll be taking a bit of climbing rope for him, for my own peace of mind!) . Hopefully we can arrange it so that we both get a 'day off' to do something a bit more serious while the other does the childcare. I value these lone days one hell of a lot now - a whole day walking/scrambling in the mountains with no one to please but myself, just enjoying the scenery and thinking - bliss!

I think that one of the reasons I don't like skiing is that I like my mountains peaceful and deserted, which most ski resorts aren't! (The other reason is, of course, that sliding out of control down a mountain is not my idea of fun - I'll happily abseil a 300 foot drop (and have), but strap my feet to two boards and send me down a snow slope and I'm a gibbering wreck. Oh well, we can't all be good at everything...)