Our third and final week in the UK was spent at our friends' house near Cambridge. They have a yurt in the garden (here visible through the kitchen window and below magically lit up with fairy lights inside). Our week was very special and I am at a loss as to how to describe the feeling of being with old friends and having the time to hang...
The pleasure at seeing our four children get on and do imaginative, fun, creative, sporty, kids', stuff together from morning til night...
My daughter and I both had a little weep in the train when we left for home. I couldn't have conjured up a better week out of a hat. Thank you dear friends.
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