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Yesterday it was Sports Day at school and all sorts of measures were in place to keep the kids cool — from well-placed gazebos to pre-run spritzes by the teachers. Not so for the parents — we were lined up in full sun for an hour of cheering duties. Half an hour in, my 3 year old declared it too hot and he wanted to go home. Concerned, I splashed water over him, deliberately wetting his t-shirt to cool him down which prompted him to start wailing loudly.

His brother was similarly thrilled to have won both of his races. Anyway, everyone ended up happy so perhaps we will leave learning to lose and win with good grace for another day. A playdate in the cool of the stream in the local woods last week with some friends was going swimmingly with six happy exploring children and a woodland snack picnic. Then two of them accidentally walked into a wasps nest — one little girl picked up 5 stings and we had to do an emergency evacuation!

OK, not an actual emergency but you never know how people will react to stings and she was in a lot of pain so we swiftly headed for home. Here is one of the many gatekeeper butterflies we saw instead. I helped the boys submit their sightings online and and a rather nice certificate was emailed straight back to us!

On Saturday, we had a very chilled afternoon at the Letchworth splash park with our friends while on Sunday we revisited the lovely abandoned watercress beds next to the meadow down the road. However at the time we promised ourselves we would come back at the height of summer and finally when it was too hot to do anything other than flop around our lounge I suggested we headed back there to explore.

Our big boy loved the opportunity to sink his feet into the soft silt of the stream bed and create giant footsteps. Meanwhile, the little one who had been happy to get welly-fulls of water on the January trip and it really was properly cold then , refused to paddle in the summer heat. The springs that feed the watercress beds come directly from the ground so it is always colder than elsewhere but still!

Anyway, we parked him on a woody bank where he happily played with sticks while we went exploring the streams. In places you could actually see the spring water welling up from the ground and there was much excitement on uncovering a bullhead fish from under a rock.

We watched him for a while before conceding that even we were finding the water very cold. We headed back across the meadows to home, stopping only to admire the amazing spiders nests in the long grass by the stream. So water has been our friend these past weeks but I do wonder when the heatwave will finally break. I looked back at my January post on this blog.

Besides, I liked it as a plan: And of course by March the weather would be starting to warm up right? I signed up for a muddy 5K organised in aid of our local hospice, a cause currently close to my heart… in March. Four days to go and I almost forewent my last opportunity to run any kind of meaningful distance before the race due to one of those all-day hangovers that I never used to get.

Having to fess up to my friends that I was going to bottle it was my only deterrent — I went, I ran, the stars were out, I kind of enjoyed it.

It snowed the whole way round. Most of the time it snowed horizontally. We got very muddy, extremely cold, and far closer to nature and the outdoors than I ever EVER want to be in a blizzard again.

And weirdly, I almost enjoyed that too. A hot bath has never felt so good! A couple of days later it stopped snowing and went back to raining again — but finally, finally the rain has stopped! Today we got out into the woods and a mini-heat wave is on the cards for the rest of this week — woop woop! We did see a bit of sun on a brilliant mini-break in Somerset over Easter — more on that in my next catch-up post.

Such a welcome change from the icy winds and leaden skies of the beginning of February. This weekend, however, we are down in Hampshire visiting my parents and it was just beautiful for our walk to the river this morning. My husband read recently that most superfood claims are empty but the one that really does deliver significant health benefits is beetroot. Anyway, we ate them with lemon, sugar, and freeze dried strawberries — yum. So those were the pancakes, what of the pangolins?

Mine is a pangolin. They are amazing creatures. A bit like a cross between an armadillo and an anteater, covered in head to toe with overlapping scales made of keratin the same stuff as your nails ; a complete suit of armour that would give an armadillo a bit of an inferiority complex. What got me thinking about them, somewhat randomly, was a conversation with all the family about exciting plans for this year, an antidote to the cold, dreary weather outside.

We had lots of great ideas: I was stoked and so was our oldest, who declared that they were his favourite animal too. However he looked slightly concerned. He had not unreasonably assumed we were actually going to adopt one. I explained what adoption meant in this context. He then wanted to see a video of a pangolin, running. This proved impossible to find. The best they seem to be able to manage is a gentle amble. Given that they are armour plated and can roll themselves into a perfect ball that not even a lion can open this has suited them fine for millions of years.

Until they met us. Humans just pick up the ball, boil it, eat the pangolin and remove the scales for use in Chinese medicine. They are so sought after, that they are the most trafficked animal in the world. Our oldest discovered some of this at the end of the video that he had been watching of the pangolin not running.

He was outraged that anyone would do this and wanted to come up with a plan to stop the bad people. I love him for that. He still lives in a world where not too many bad things happen and, if they do, he has the faith that they will all be sorted out. But there is another way of looking at it and that is to take a leaf or two out the 5-year old rulebook, develop some can-do attitude and get out there and makes things better, one pangolin at a time.

So if you fancy finding out a bit more about these beautiful creatures check and seeing a baby pangolin stick out its tongue check this out.

In the meantime, happy Pangolin Day everyone! Despite the blurriness that followed the gin selection, mulled wine and prosecco mega mix of the night before, I was once again excited by the fresh start, the potential of everything I felt I was going to do and become… This year…. My friend acknowledged that this was definitely progress against my previous baseline J Meanwhile I was ready: I had forgotten to allow for January.

How do you deal with January? Those chill grey days where it feels like it never properly gets light? There seem to have been a lot of those so far this year. The one exception to my January blues, and it was actually pretty exceptional, was a winter retreat to the windswept and occasionally snowy Peak district. I was super-excited about this when I booked it but the night before I balked a little. Together we crafted winter wreaths and beeswax candles, stargazed and ate amazing food, went on a mindfulness walk in the beautiful hills and got through a fair amount of organic cider and wine.

It was fantastic to connect with folk from a whole range of walks of life and strange to part with them, perhaps for good though hopefully not , a couple of days later. It was after that that things took bit of a dive. There was, however, an unexpected upside. One late afternoon in the office, I got a text from my husband: I felt strangely cheered. It somehow made our lethargy feel more… Justifiable. I reframed the fatigue: With new enthusiasm and an abandonment of guilt we embraced it.

We changed early into pjs, snuggled up in front of box sets, ate our way through the last of the Christmas chocolates and headed early for bed. As our energy levels gradually returned, we also made an effort to light candles and put on good music. The boys even had a bath by candlelight which they loved.

Hibernation has been a game changer. Writing this blog, apart from having a diary to look back on over the last year, has certainly inspired me to do more of the stuff I want to do. Having some level of accountability, even if to a handful of my friends who happen to scan my blog on a slow evening in, still acts as a motivator. Being invited to contribute regularly to a much more widely read blog and getting my first magazine article published this year has therefore been pretty exciting.

We just dug up the last of our garden harvest, what do you think? No-one can say that ten purple carrots is a bounty though and our garden harvest this year has definitely been a bit… minimalist. A bad workman blames his tools — does a bad gardener blame his soil?

But at the risk of being defensive our soil is pretty bad — the second worst type of soil you can get according to a diagram that tells you these things. We are therefore very good at growing things that grow well in poor soil — Mediterranean herbs, lavender… That might be it actually!

But we try hard and generally enjoy the effort. This year we also grew purple potatoes. Broad beans seemed a genuine success until I had shelled them all and realised that they were quite little without their shells on and we only had enough for one lunch but we made a delicious broad bean soup with them recipe here ; much recommended.

They got half of our French bean plants but those that made it through the slug attack were actually pretty productive. I should hope so too as they were billed as such. Basically, hard as nails. The only thing that did fantastically this year was our apple tree.


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