autumn in salford

8 days remain. they'll have to drag me kicking and screaming to the airport. i shall put up a good fight. whats so annoying is the departure date is September 15th. that is a day before September 16th (if you didn't know that already). how inconvenient. again, i am missing all the celebrations and excitement. oh well, am immensely blessed for the food, church, Harp & Bowl sessions, outings and the all important lazing around at home. more next year! i am going to miss church...!!

things to look forward to in the UK: make me some cookies, muffins, cucumber sandwiches, jars of lemonade, treacle pudding and look for the Faraway Tree where Moonface lives in (go brush up your Enid Blyton knowledge).

the weekend

Blessed resurrection weekend! ah did i have a good time or what.
spent the weekend in jane austen country in a big rustic house with good food and good company.
waking up to lush green meadows, wooden stiles and the smell of bacon and eggs.
sleeping by the fire on a saturday afternoon while it snows.
walking to lunch in freaky weather that changes from snow to sunny bright weather in less than 5 mins.
sitting by the fireplace listening to stories being told by a proper storyteller and not those sien-looking kindy teachers back home.
being overawed by Hillsongs in london.
eating authentic chinese food for a change.
and finally rotting in front of the telly for 5hours straight.
did i mention the scrumpdiddlylicious food as well?
i've been well pampered. oh yes.