One Year On…

Last week marked one year exactly since we moved from Edinburgh to Hertfordshire, and I am pretty proud of how we are doing.

DorkySon has settled amazingly well in his new nursery – it has been an absolute delight seeing him grow in confidence, become so much more curious about the world he lives in, and spend the majority of his time as an incredibly happy wee boy. He is a lot of fun to spend time with right now.

DorkyDad is working harder than I have ever seen, learning new skills and absorbing information about a sector he hasn’t worked in before, travelling to parts of the world he never imagined visiting, and trying hard not to let the unpleasantness of a daily commute get him down.

I feel like I have whinged quite a bit about things since we moved – and it’s no secret that we don’t want to live here forever – but it has also brought some amazing opportunities for us all.

So I decided to have a read back through some of my blog posts, and reflect on ten things – big and small – that we would not have had the chance to do if we hadn’t made the move. Continue reading

London 2012 – seen through social media

We are off on a DorkyHoliday this week, but I’ve got a few guest posts lined up to keep the blog busy. This rather fabulous one that I’m kicking off with is from Being Mrs C, who you can find blogging here and tweeting here.

When Sir Tim Berners-Lee appeared in the London Olympics opening ceremony there were probably a fair few people watching around the world who wondered who he was and why he was there. Being the geeky engineering type that I am I knew exactly who he was (I’ve even seem him speak once) but even still I thought the idea of celebrating the role of the internet and all things digital in an Olympic opening ceremony a bit surprising. But then again so was the inclusion of Mr Bean and Her Majesty the Queen parachuting in!
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My Olympic Morning

Sometimes life is very kind indeed.

I went into London for a haircut on Thursday morning, but when I hopped off the tube there was a message from the salon saying that my stylist had called in sick, and could I see someone else an hour later.

Could I sit for an hour in the sun, with a second breakfast? Sure I could.

smoked salmon and scrambled eggs
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I Was Wrong

I hate admitting that I am wrong.

Hate it.

But sometimes there is nothing else to do.

Last night’s Olympic Opening Ceremony was AWESOME. Properly – in the old fashioned sense of the word – awesome. My cynical little heart was smashed into smithereens, and I sat there watching it with fat, proud tears rolling down my cheeks.

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