Last weekend I headed over to the Malverns to Ledbury in particular. My mum grew up in Malvern and my grandmother spent the vast majority of her adult life living there (although she came from a long line of Brummies), so there is a family connection for me, although that wasn’t why I was there this time. I met up with some of my university friends on the train over there and the rest of them when we got there. One of them lives in Ledbury, so that was the reason for going there last weekend. We had a lovely day mooching round the town and we made it out for a walk when it cooled down a bit. This picture is taken on the top of British Camp which is an iron age hill fort. The view was very fine as you can see as far as Wales on a good day, like it was on Saturday.
We had such a good time with a lovely curry in the evening and drinks at a newly opened art gallery. It was sad to say goodbye to everyone on the Sunday and head back home. The train journey to Ledbury had been so pleasant: plenty of room, good company and nice views. The way back had the company and the views, but it was very busy. There was only one train every two hours and it was ok when we got on, but basically lots of people got on at Worcester and pretty much nobody got off until Birmingham. There didn’t seem to be any air conditioning and the journey took quite a bit longer than on the way there. Not really clear why, but of course Sunday travel can be slow due to engineering works.
On Monday I took a walk along the canal on my way to my German class. My teacher is leaving sadly which does make me wonder what I should do about my German classes for the future. She’s been teaching me since before H was born so it must be at least 13 years, maybe more.
Wednesday was transition day. H went off to his new secondary school for the day. It was bit different to the normal routine, with an earlier start, and whilst we walked most of the way to his current school, he was due to catch the school bus instead. We’d never seen the school bus as it goes much earlier than we go to school, so there was an element of worry about whether it would turn up or not. It came though, H got on and he was whisked away. This was just about the biggest thing he’d ever done on his own, but it all went to plan. He had a good day playing with bunsen burners and the like. I was invited to the school for afternoon tea at the end of the day which was very nice. H is keen to get started there now and seems ready to leave his primary.
Finishing off the week by taking a flatlay for an Instagram competition I am going to be running. I think I need to buy or find some new props as I’ve used these pins quite a few times now.