This week I am not “at-home”.
As much as I am a homebody and have taken travel for granted it is a luxury to have a change of scenery. We haven’t gone far but even 90 minutes out of London into the countryside feels like a grand voyage. Most of our family are with us and that’s all I need. As our family grows with partners and babies included a new dynamic emerges and one I am so delighted to be a part of. Watching the next generation make their memories is a wonderful gift and one I feel so fortunate to be the recipient of.
We are staying near Bath in Wiltshire and a prettier more quintessentially English area there isn’t. Imagine Jane Austen’s every word and the film sets created around her sentiments and you have the feel. Villages, while modern in the day-to-day practicalities, still retain their originality and charm. The buildings, mostly stone are golden in colour and the gardens and wildflower meadows in their prime. The home we are staying in has an extensive kitchen garden. Who thought there is so much pleasure to be had picking salad greens and turning up carrots for an evening meal? Small pleasures feel like overwhelming joys after the last few months. To race around the garden flower snipping and making posies for the dining table is something I have missed. I really am a “city mouse” but a dose of the countryside is well received.
What did I pack?
Everything wrong is the answer.
The “lockdown” life has impaired my packing skills and I have arrived with a couple of sweatpants and comfortable tees and one or two blouses to wear with the cargo pants but no dresses. I feel like floating around in a longer style dress with a pretty print or a textured fabric. My summer favourites are hanging quietly in London with no gig to go to. My dress sense has been dusted with a sort of drab film that is hard to shake. Packing made sense at home but here, with the long twilight evenings and an opportunity to dress, I am sorry I will miss the moment.
Dresses have been missed but the break has been a delight. xv
Wish I Had Packed These
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