At last it was Friday, and our long week end, had started....lets not mention that i was nearly an hour late leaving work and came home in a terrible mood!! It was a bank holiday week end and both of us had booked a couple of days off, so for us it was a 5 days week end....yippee!! On Saturday we were up early to head south, our first stop was Polesden Lacey, a national Trust property that we hadn't been to. Its a beautiful place, surrounded by extensive gardens and woodland. Lots of families were there enjoying the lovely day....playing, picnicking etc. We explored the house, what a beautiful place! It was home to famous Edwardian hostess Mrs Greville, who entertained royalty and the celebrities of her time. The Queen mum once remarked that it was a delicious house!! It certainly had the wow factor! e felt as though we were walking in the footsteps of a lot of famous people. We had a lovely few hours, and walked a lot...not bad considering. Paul is still not back to 100%, bless him!
On leaving Polesden Lacy we carried on around the M25 and finally arrived at my parents house at 5.30pm.....to find no one home!! Mumsy and Popsicle had apparently headed to church early, so we were left to wander the streets for an hour or so. Actually it wasn't all that bad, ha ha. We went to Sainsburys to get some stuff for a picnic, big mistake! I ended up spending a fortune. I bought a travel hairdryer and one of those fancy Douw Egberts coffee bottles, both of which I couldn't find locally. I also treated myself to the new Marian Keyes novel, I am looking forward to reading that. Once all our shopping was done, we were forced to seek refuge in the pub. A large glass of wine worked wonders. My parents joined us there at about 7pm for dinner. The meal was lovely, however the staff were dozy and pretty useless. We did eventually get the meals we wanted. By the time we got back to my parents house we were both tired, and really didn't have the energy to do much except hand over a big bag of presents to my dad. We won't see him again before Fathers Day and i wanted him to have the presents. Dad obviously had no plans to wait till June to open the presents, and I have to be honest - I was glad, cause I had the pleasure of seeing him open everything. Apparently the fudge was a good choice! It was a lovely end to the day. After bidding everyone a good night, it was off to my childhood bedroom for a good nights sleep. 
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