Mind you, as we're off for a long weekend in Amsterdam the day after tomorrow I'm glad we haven't been hit by a sick bug. Tom's there at the moment, at a conference, so we thought we'd take advantage and have booked a houseboat for four nights. E's PE teacher told her Amsterdam was "wicked" but I suspect he may have slightly different interests to my 6 year old. Still I'm looking forward to my first non-working visit to the city. Previously I've spent a bit too much time in the RAI conference centre surrounded by computing books and scientists, and not enough in the city itself. I did once go to a drinks evening in the room with the Night Watch, and spent my time looking at the fabulous pictures instead of schmoozing which is what I should have been doing.
Last Sunday was Mother's Day, not that you'd notice as we had to rush off to Cardiff airport to send Tom on his way. I did get some lovely presents including a beautiful pray (as E calls them) which has confirmed that I am a housewife. At least she likes the food.
After the airport, we headed off for the seaside. After several mis-turns - the signposting near Cardiff is abominable - we finally found the sea front at Penarth which was lovely. It's clearly a popular spot for breakfast, so we stopped for our second one - the children had waffles with chocolate sauce and I rather wish I had too. The weather was glorious, there were people but not crowds. There's a lovely small pier, a few cafes and a long stony and sandy beach overlooking the Bristol Channel.
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