Tagged: Portugal

Last of the Summer x

There’s been a ten degree temperature drop over night here in London and heavy rain is predicted…but there are still memories to savour as the back to school routine kicks into gear..

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Sigh..

99e39a7ac92411e2b5c422000a1f9a53_7The ultimate in bikinis, non?

We are slowly getting back to the rhythm that is normal life with the holiday now a retreating paradise rapidly disappearing into the horizon…but it was a brilliant break.

Holidays are tough with kids: No matter how exotic the place, the beauty is sometimes the only positive of being away..which actually isn’t enough.  Expectations are so high, the relaxation so needed..but the chores still remain the same: Planning, shopping, cleaning, cooking, sick wiping, world war 3 crisis talks, bottom wiping, parenting..but with none of the normal safety nets like toys, dvds, sound proof rooms, play dates, drugs...added to which you don’t know where anything is, it’s stinking hot and no-one is sleeping at night…

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Spotted at Faro Airport. An unfortunate name…

Generally I embrace the grot that makes the foundation of home life, but sometimes, just sometimes….I want someone else to take over so I can step off the continual conveyor belt of care and re-charge my own batteries..

In Portugal we had meals provided, a kiddies club from 9-12.30 in the morning for both children, then again at 2.30-5.30 for Bella if she wanted it.  Kids tea at 5.30 or they could eat with us later.  More games (rounders etc) with her friends for Bella at 7.30 pm if she wanted (she did!) followed by a film and bed till we picked her up at 11.00. And a film club and a bed for Charlie from 7.30 – 11 pm.  It was utter and absolute bliss..I read books!!..with never a worry a child could be drowning, I swam for myself..I went to the toilet – BY MYSELF..The Husband played tennis, mountain biked..we had romantic meals together..we drank, we ate, we talked..we became human beings again..

Which lasted..until we got through our front door and found the washing machine was broken..Oh life. With one hand it gives..and with the other it taketh away..

Laters, Kate xxx

Going Green x

IMG_2630 Our final hurrah in Portugal was to head away from the sea and go horse riding..

IMG_2627 Just off the beaten track, a mere 4 km from Luz, we went to Tiffany’s Riding Centre.

IMG_2658 A no frills, wholesome place with a rustic air of contentment.

IMG_2654And a soundscape of dogs (eleven!) and lazy insects.

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IMG_2636 IMG_2634IMG_2637 Tiffany..capable and knowledgeable..salt of the earth..sort of – I started out with nothing..and I still got most of it left..and that’s the way I like it – touch.

IMG_2641 The lovely Jasmine, staying for a month before heading back to the UK, looked after Bella. Loved her riding boots – brogue like with a zip up the middle. Ariat’s apparently..could be worth looking up for autumn..

IMG_2643 IMG_2648 IMG_2649 To be still in routine.IMG_2650In the grounds is an eco-house..if you want to/need to step off the rat-race and can ride a horse, Tiffany and Martin offer the accommodation in return for work. Check out the website Work Aways for more info along with other places offering similar scenarios…there’s a lot to be said for back to basics honest hard labour..and the palpable satisfaction that comes from it…sometimes it’s the simple things that make the memories that dance.

Laters, Kate xxx

There are lemon trees growing here…

imageCan I tell you a secret? I’m not in London..and I haven’t been for almost a week.

image We’re living the simple life in sunny Portugal.

imageimageWhere eyes and ears can savour every exotic change and batteries can re-charge..

imageAnd somehow find the balance between the right to sleep and the need to live..

imageAnna is also heading off on her travels…but you can still follow her via instagram at AnnaMasonBentleyStyle.

imageSo we send you golden tones, summer warmth and relaxation…

Laters, Kate x