Another long break from writing; another school holiday and time to simply surrender, as anything else would have been futile.   The break was a welcome one and made even better for my sister, niece and nephew paying us a surprise visit from the States and my brother and niece visiting from India.  The holidays were spend playing, eating, sleeping and watching television.  I am not big on tv and watch a couple of hours a week if that, but not only did I watch the final of Britains Got Talent (with the whole extended family and yes, I think Diversity were the worthy winners), but I also got into Lost.

My nephew from the States is a huge fan and bought the boxed sets of all the series to date, for the the siblings to watch and pass along down the line.  All I knew about the show was that the random people lost on an island were way too good looking to be random.  Still, so thrilled was I at how Britians Got Talent had united the generations, I gave it a go and managed to watch six hours in one very lazy day. But then reality set in and I had to stop watching at series two. As well as having other things to do I really need to focus on running, if I don’t then the 10k race I have signed up for next month will take me six hours to complete – too shameful a thought to contemplate.  So I write this having come back from a 4k run; not enough, but I will get there.

I plan to launch a new website in October so have been busy researching, going back and forward in my mind about how the whole thing will work and in the process finding that problems lead to unexpected answers. That is the whole fun of the process and far more rewarding than watching Lost, but every now and then when I want some time to chill with the dear husband, I join him on the sofa, get a quick update and find I am back into the whole weird plan within minutes.