Chintz has been a little silent this past week – and that’s because I’ve been here, on top of this beautiful hill, in a tent, with no Wi-fi:
Stunning, no?
I’d like to say that I was reading saucy books and writing more Garden but I, um, spent most of my time exploring the gorgeous North Devon coastline and getting myself wet in the mighty Atlantic. Oh, and eating fish ‘n’ chips and scones slathered in jam and clotted cream. (Lush. Totally, totally, lush.)
This week, I’m back in the land of gadgetry and mobile phone coverage but I just wanted to let you all know that I’m going to be quiet for the next few days, too, while I try and catch up with all the writing I should have been doing on that cliff top. Garden is chugging along, albeit slowly – thank you for all the kind comments and words of encouragement you lovely people left on part nineteen – and Michael and I have some more joint-reviewing to do. And the next My Life in Books post and vibrator write-up I promised a few weeks back are still stuck in the queue …
Hmm, maybe I should run back to my camping idyll?
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Please trade places with me at once. I have a nice humid hot house. It’s 94 (F) outside. Sound good?
Lol! I dream of that kind of heat …
Don’t disappear back to Devon – we’d miss you too much!
Aw! It was lovely. We should go together next time and have endless cream teas …
Just beautiful!