Back to Normal…


 

We’re back from The Rock, from what was a very short visit this time round. The weather was not nice at all – except for the day of our departure when the sun was up from the early hours, and the cold seemed equal to that we have here in England. But heaters, duvets and warm clothes helped, and the short visit we had was one of the least hectic ones we’ve had in a very long time.

It was Carnival weekend, Gozo was bursting with visitors from the sister island and I managed to take C out to view the floats and costumes on Saturday morning. Year after year I do not get it. I can not understand the dedication and love some people have for Carnival. Dancing in freezing-cold weather in nothing but a slip for a costume with bare arms, legs and midriff, I started shaking with cold just by looking at them! Yet they do it with love and attention, so kudos to them.

C was her charming self, much more quiet, subdued and relaxed than she’s been for weeks now. Her new room is finally ready and for the first time since she was born, she was not sleeping in our room. Any fears I had about her waking up in unfamiliar surroundings were totally unnecessary because she never woke up once all weekend, and in the morning I would find her playing with her much-loved soft toys. ‘Baba’ her favourite sheep made the trip with us and is currently getting thoroughly cleaned up in the washing-machine. I’m sure he’d gathered every scrap of dirt this weekend.

I’m trying to warm the place up because it is so so cold here. We found snow and very low temperatures, so the heaters are busy at work. In the meantime the unpacking’s been done, the cleaning’s nearly finished and we’re back to our routine.

And I’m thankful for that!

She spent hours playing on her new bed. She loved her butterfly garland and was reunited with forgotten friends :)

She spent hours playing on her new bed. She loved her butterfly garland and was reunited with forgotten friends πŸ™‚

On Saturday C was a witch. By the end of the day the dress was torn and the hat was broken (thanks to A). A witch no more!

On Saturday C was (dressed as) a witch. By the end of the day the dress was torn and the hat was broken (thanks to A). A witch no more!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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