Reasons to be jubilant

Recipe for a fabulous mini-holiday with family: good food, good company, and a jubilee-decked high street in the Cotswolds.

We’re spending our Timothyless week with his family, and having a wonderful time. It’s intensely restful. Henry is beside himself with so many people to pull faces at and new DVDs to pull off shelves. Yesterday we went out to Shilton and Burford, two little villages on the edge of the Cotswolds. I had an alternative life in a climbing-rose cottage on the hill dreamed up in an instant. It was the sort of thing that made me feel very passionately in love with England. It is so beautiful. There is so much history here. It’s even been sunny this week (steady on).

Tomorrow we’re going back to Oxford for the afternoon. I miss it. I’ll be glad to wander over the cobbles again without feeling guilty about not being in the library.

Oh, I forgot: another thing you need for a fabulous mini-holiday, etc, etc: a baby in a basket. Because that leaves things open for a Prince of Egypt singalong, and no one should ever turn down one of those.



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