An Easter Break

Blogging has been 'light' of late - OK, non existant. Anyway, been lots on lately and whilst I've not got nothing to say, blogging is a habit, and like all habits you can fall out of it quickly. Don't know if I'll resume blogging more regularly - and given the various false starts of late, I'm not promising!

Escaped to north Devon for a couple of days over the Easter weekend. Quite a contrast. On the Saturday went to Big Sheep - which does exactly what it says on the tin, there are sheep, lots. And pigs, and somewhat bizarrely, some Indian Running Ducks which you can watch being herded by a sheep dog. All very strange but good fun; a great venue, especially with small children in tow who have a wonderful time.

Sunday was slightly different as heading back up the A303 to Thruxton to watch the opening round of the British Touring Car Championship. When in the shelter from the wind and the sun came out it was lovely - when in the wind and no sun it was bitterly cold. Again another good day - and such a contrast in the space of 2 days. One day sheep, the next petrol heads and 'pit lane babes' - OK hairdressers from Essex.

So eventually headed back to London on the Monday. A very British bank holiday weekend in many ways - mixed weather and two different and typically British events.

Mind you, even in rural Devon there was no escape from some aspects of the Westminster Village.