A week to view...

It's been a whirlwind of travel, babies, puppies, nieces and sons.  

We've been out for dinner quite a lot this week. What with being part way through our kitchen demolition and rebuild and celebrating our very clever youngest son Ben passing his driving test we've had a fair few nights out. I've pretty much opted for dresses all week. Food is far more easily consumed in the flowing fabric or frocks.  Sometimes it's not worth the risk of a leak. I like to dress well of course but this week I played it safe for the most part.  

Last week Kim asked if I'd give her a hand at a baby massage course, I had hoped it was a class to teach the babies to massage us, but no such luck. It was a lovely experience, Bel and Meg weren't at all times totally into it but on the whole they seemed ok. What could be nicer than being slathered in oil and gently massaged for the morning. It did make me realise how desperate I am for one myself - massage that is, not baby  ;) 

 

Not knowing the set up of how you massage a baby I opted for my Joni jeans from Topshop.    A dress or skirt would be far more comfortable to sit in this position as my stoma and hernia don't really appreciate being bent over like this but for modesty's sake jeans were the only option.  Then at the weekend Chris and I drove our eldest son, Sam down to Cornwall, just a little 7 hour trip down to the south west of England. Sam can drive but he is off on a sailing adventure with the charity he volunteers for, The Ellen MacArthur Cancer Trust. They are a wonderful charity that provide confidence boosting and life enhancing sailing trips for young people recovering from cancer.  Sam first went on one of their trips while he was recovering from cancer when he was 13, now all these years later he is a very qualified sailor that volunteer crews for the Trust.  He was sailing out of Falmouth, Cornwall where we dropped him off and sailing round to Cardiff in Wales, which is why driving himself down was no good at all.   It was a a flying visit for us, driving him down there Saturday and us returning on Sunday.  I've been having these pesky tummy aches, which my surgeon assures me is nothing major to worry about but none the less quite unpleasant. So the thought of sitting in a car for 7 hours in jeans did nothing for me. 

Not knowing the set up of how you massage a baby I opted for my Joni jeans from Topshop.   

A dress or skirt would be far more comfortable to sit in this position as my stoma and hernia don't really appreciate being bent over like this but for modesty's sake jeans were the only option. 

Then at the weekend Chris and I drove our eldest son, Sam down to Cornwall, just a little 7 hour trip down to the south west of England. Sam can drive but he is off on a sailing adventure with the charity he volunteers for, The Ellen MacArthur Cancer Trust. They are a wonderful charity that provide confidence boosting and life enhancing sailing trips for young people recovering from cancer. 

Sam first went on one of their trips while he was recovering from cancer when he was 13, now all these years later he is a very qualified sailor that volunteer crews for the Trust. 

He was sailing out of Falmouth, Cornwall where we dropped him off and sailing round to Cardiff in Wales, which is why driving himself down was no good at all.  

It was a a flying visit for us, driving him down there Saturday and us returning on Sunday. 

I've been having these pesky tummy aches, which my surgeon assures me is nothing major to worry about but none the less quite unpleasant. So the thought of sitting in a car for 7 hours in jeans did nothing for me. 

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Saying Bon voyage to my sailor son Sam. :) 

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I chose this dress to drive down there in for comfort and free flow of my stoma. It's a super soft T shirt fabric From Hobbs. Shoes from Gucci, bag from LV. 

Sunday morning, once Sam was all dropped off, Chris and I decided to head off out of Cornwall (as beautiful as Cornwall is our hearts belong to Somerset, having honeymooned there at Chris's cousins cottage and having spent many happy holidays when the boys were tiny at said cottage) . 

Although we only went over night I took a myriad of outfits to choose from. I like to base what I wear on the day, and how I feel, having been caught out on my last trip away and not taking enough dresses or choice.  

I felt fine on Sunday and opted for my Joni jeans, which I undid the button and fly for the car journey and eating.  

We headed to the Village in Somerset where we honeymooned, we drove past the little cottage we stayed in (it's been sold now but we have such wonderful memories of it and the surrounding area).  

We stopped for lunch in the pub we used to walk to. It really was so lovely to be back there having not been for so long.  

Eating out in jeans is do-able I find as long as you have a top that covers everything up so I can undo the fly. I think my crop top days are long gone so it's not ever an issue.  

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Top from Finery, Jeans from Topshop.  

 

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Same pub, just 20 years prior.  :)  

After our whistle stop tour of the south west of England it was back home to get ready for another week of fun and games.  

My neice came over from Surrey for a few days, which is lovely for me. As much as I adore my beautiful boys it's lovely to have a girl around the place.  

We had a few days of shopping, quiz night and a trip to the zoo thrown in.  

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Top from Tommy Hilfigur, Jean's from Topshop, Shoes from Ferragamo 

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Jess is such a gorgeous girl, and as ever I had so much fun having her to stay. Hopefully next time her little sister Frankie can come too. 

 

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Spent a wonderful afternoon yesterday playing with this gorgeous boy. There are few things more wonderful than playing with puppies. The only special clothing needed for this is protective footwear as he has a bit of a toe fetish. :) 

 

Sam sent a photo the other day. I thought it was worth sharing. 

He's working in shifts on board. He was privileged to sail into the sunset and sailed out into dawn too. It sounds like he's had a magical experience with dolphins playing around the boat. I'm sure when he gets back next sunday he'll have many sea faring tales to tell. :)

 

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