Since my last posting we have managed to move house, spend the Easter weekend with Arthur's grandparents (Grandma and Grandad) and lots of other relatives in Wigan,
have a day trip to Tetbury with Arthur's other grandparents (Granny:
and Grampy):
enjoy an afternoon out in Windsor and Eton (visiting daddy at work - although photo doesn't show any actual work being done, but you can see the Guildhall in the background where Prince Charles and Elton John got married [not to each other]
and viewing Arthur's school... - that's Eton, by the way...)
and spend many hours unpacking boxes. Yes indeed, we moved house with a three-week old baby. We no longer live in the depths of the countryside:
instead we can be found in Reading (or 'The Bronx' as hubby likes to call it.) We still have a house in Henley, but that is rented out and we have moved to Reading (Caversham Borders in estate agent-speak) while we decide where we really want to live. We're going to be undertaking some research over the next 6-12 months in an attempt to find the perfect location. So far we have Chipping Norton and Tetbury:
on the list, and if you can suggest any lovely little (market) towns in the south that you think we should visit, please leave a comment on here. It has to live up to the loveliness of Henley though, but without the price tag...And for anyone interested, Arthur now weighs in at a substantial 9lb 11ozs - that's a whole 1lb heavier than when he was born. Oh, and he's four-weeks old - where did the time go?
I'll try and get back in to the swing of this blogging lark; it will be a little easier if BT ever get round to connecting the new house to broadband so that I'm not 'forced' to go to a coffee shop whenever I want to log on... It's a hard life.
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