I love summer, spending time with the boys and just being together. To keep things easy we go outside lots as a family. We go often to the beach, woods as well as adventures exploring new parts of Cornwall or revisiting favourites. Sometimes we take the train or bus to mix things up make it a bit more exciting.

I decided to stop. To not pack in our days, to let the boys just rest. When I started to do this it was a relief, I guess I didn’t really want to be cramming in too much into each day either, I wanted to take things slow.

I am not a great sewer. When I get out the sewing machine I start by having grand exciting plans as to what I am going to make but these plans are soon slashed as I make mistake after mistake.

Every year when we start this season the boys and I start to look for our summer gear. The boys usually realise that they have grown and need shorts that fit them handing down their pairs to their younger brothers. Wetsuits need to reshuffling with the oldest usually needing a ‘new’ one.

I read somewhere the other day that clothes are generally worn around 7 to 10 times before they are discarded. I find this so interesting as it seems that gone are the days when it is the norm that clothes are worn until they are shreds. Although saying that my husband is still rocking t shirts that he has worn for the past ten years, holes and all.