Onto week 38 of Project 366.
On Sunday, I left N at home with his dad and went to a friend’s 40th party bbq. Yes, this year is the 40th, and this was 40th party number 2 of the year. This week has been week of the birthday parcels with my best friend also turning 40…except hers wasn’t as easy to get to her. One awkward shaped resent meant Royal Mail were going to charge £9 for 1st class, so refusing to pay that meant it would be a day late going via courier for half the price. No wonder Royal Mail are struggling – I really want to support our local post office which fought to stay open, but when I can pay half the price and get insurance cover and tracking, it’s a no-brainer. Only a day late, but hopefully my friend will understand and she gets to spread her birthday out longer.
On Monday I nipped out to the supermarket. The trees in our Sainsbury’s aways seem to turn red before most of the others in the area. Autumn’s definitely happening despite the warm weather.
On Tuesday I spotted this farm cat. It’s been sitting under the virginia creeper at the farmhouse every evening this week. Birds must have a nest near the top, because its obviously waiting for one to fall. So far they’re safe.
The bonus about early autumn, is getting to see both the sunrise and sunset. This was Wednesday morning, that hazy pastel autumn sunrise over the fields on my way to work.
On Thursday I went to see a production by the Yorke Dance Project at our local arts centre. They’re doing a dance season, and I got press tickets with the intention of writing it up for my dance blog. I took along a friend from my previous ceroc dancing days who lives fairly locally. We had a great time catching up, and the performance which included the world premier for one piece was excellent.
On Friday, it was N’s tennis lesson at the club again. There’s no escaping the playground on the way back to the car, and N just had to repeat his new favourite trick time and time again.
At the weekend we didn’t do much, but on Saturday N really wanted to go to the park so he could ride his bike. Once back at the farm he went out with his dad to work, but turned up with his youngest cousin in tow to play. Football’s always a game they have to play (after giving up on tennis). The pair of them always insist on taking their tops off to play. I was really pleased with some of the action shots I got of them playing.