I'm just going to have to trust you completely...

I have got to get out of London. The walls are closing in on me here. The flat feels smaller every day. I guess three people growing = less space every day, but I feel more confined than that. I stare out of the window and appreciate the trees. I long for a bit of proper time outdoors. Our holiday is well timed. We are off to Minehead next week, and I am really going to make the most of this rest and space and fresh air and seaside flowers.
It's funny 'cos we're leaving on the Glastonbury Friday, and heading in the same direction, to then be so near. I'm thinking about taking a tiny sound system to our chalet in Butlins as a tribute.