It seems I was a little pessimistic about the weather in my Sunday post. I turned out to be the only one eating crumble in my coat, everyone else seemed to think it was still summery and warm. But this is the woman who sleeps with woolly socks on all year round (almost).
On the weekend we went to Bibury, a village that William Morris once said was the most beautiful in England. When you are there, you feel like you are looking at Cotswold picture postcards all around, it’s lovely.
Kaya’s highlight however was watching man driving his sit-on lawn mover from over his garden wall. Everyone happy.