Somewhere in the middle

I have lots of good friends that I don’t see very often, I find that once you have a family things change. My weekends are usually reserved for my husband, a time where our little family is reunited after a week of work and school. I am quite lucky that I only work part time so I have time in the week to meet people, however, like a lot of families, the majority of my friends work full time.

I have a really good friend from my University days called Jackie, a friend who probably has a lot of dodgy drunken pictures of me and knows far too many of my past secrets. For the reasons mentioned above I don’t see her very often at all, I went from seeing her every day and most nights to now seeing her a few times a year, we both have children, she works full time and also throw in the fact that she lives over an hour away from me – our meetings are few and far between.

On Saturday we decided to try and get together, thinking of somewhere to go in the winter that is somewhere in the middle of us both was tough, we decided on Blakemere Village. Neither of us had been before so we did not know what to expect but we thought lets give it a try. So I packed my girls in the car and, armed with my sat nav, we made the 40 minute drive to Blakemere Village to meet our friends.

Once we had met we started by going for something to eat (priorities right?) which was nice and child friendly, we then went to a pottery place where the kids could paint a figure which Meme absolutely loves to do, she sits there with such concentration. The day then ended with soft play in Barnaby’s Play Barn, I am not going to lie it was chaos in there but the kids enjoyed themselves so I guess that’s all that matters. The weather was so bad that we couldn’t really potter around and explore, there is meant to be an outdoor park, which my girls would have loved so it was a little bit of a shame.

Not sure if I will be going back to Blakemere Village on my own but it was a good central location to meet. I always leave our catch up thinking “I’ve had a lovely day with Jackie and her lovely little boy and I’m going to try and make the effort to see them more often” – Saturday was no exception. This was the only picture I managed to take due to it being so cold and wet.  Harri was also crying because I had to wrestle her out of soft play (terrible twos) – pleased I got at least one to capture the day though.