A brilliant weekend…

Returned last night from an amazingly colourful and mixed four days away.  It included, randomly, a private view of the paintings collected by Walter’s mother, now on show in the art gallery in Rye, E.Sussex.  Our walls in London are bereft as a result, but it is a  fitting tribute as she was a wonderful patron of local artists and had a good eye for the best paintings in any exhibition during the 1970s.  Then there was the family wedding with a million varied Merricks’ to catch up on.  The reception was held in a spectacular five pointed teepee style marquee and the rain didn’t lash down until the last person had scrambled in under it’s beautifully decorated awning.  But did it bucket down after that….

A visit to glorious Ightham Moat http://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/main/w-vh/w-visits/w-findaplace/w-ighthammote/ filled in an unexpectedly sunny afternoon before we travelled on to Gravetye Manor  http://www.gravetyemanor.co.uk/gravetyemanor/en/home  where we stayed the night and celebrated my birthday (just three weeks late) with the sumptuous tasting menu. Expensive yes, but worth every penny for a special treat.

In between times were two visits to our gorgeous new grand-daughter and the whole sh’bang ended with a two hour crawl on the M23 (accident) and Walter missing his tennis commitee meeting.  It didn’t matter, we had a great weekend.

Back in the real world, there is the decision about the fate of UK Donor Link to consider, a meeting of the facilitators of all our workshops on Saturday to prepare for and the report of some research Marilyn Crawshaw has done into our Preparation for DC Parenthood workshops to read and decide how best to disseminate.  If any readers would like a copy eventually do let me know.

Oh, and Zannah is back from California, having had the best holiday ever apparently.  Now we can make the film for Poland…more of that and other things later.


About oliviasview

Co-founder and now Practice Consultant at Donor Conception Network. Mother to two donor conceived adults and a son conceived without help in my first marriage.
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