Happiness

A beautiful, sunny day today! I left Manchester this morning and drove through the Peak District to do a presentation at an immensely impressive off-site fabrication park near to Worksop. Due to the amount of traffic, my speed was forced lower which meant I could actually sight-see as I was driving along and made my journey so much more enjoyable.

The middle of the afternoon found me heading back down to London and I chose my preferred route, via the A1 and M11. What this meant was that I ended up driving back down the route I used to travel twice a week when I was living in Cleethorpes and hence was very familiar. As it was still hot and sunny and with the music playing loudly, my mood was its usual positive one, genuinely happy. I did find myself reminiscing about the times I’d done this same journey as I passed Grantham, my former turn-off onto the A46.

I thought about the good times I’d had as a result of those journeys and how ignorance had been bliss; ignorance of my being conned, betrayed, deceived and then blatantly lied to before I left forever. And then I was reminded about how much I’m enjoying life these days without all of that baggage and how I’m at peace with what happened. I’ve already forgiven but not forgotten. It appears that what doesn’t kill you does indeed make you stronger: in my case it taught me that I could still be generous whilst suffering fools and con-artists graciously and to value family and friends more. And it meant that I could have true happiness without hassle and heartache. And that’s got to be good.

It's better to have loved and lost than to live with a psycho for the rest of your life
This was on my Facebook Newsfeed recently!

So I’m back in London tonight but heading back up to Manchester in the morning, this time by train so I can have a leisurely breakfast and a snooze in First Class. Work hard, play hard, love lots and live life to the full: looking forward to seeing more stunning European Cities (like Vienna, again in June) and then my Big Trip in the summer.

Ireland for Easter

With my 50th Birthday falling on Good Friday, GT decided to take me to Ireland with her kids to stay with family. Her mother has a house in Co. Carlow and there’s another family cottage (beautifully renovated and refurbished) to stay in just down the road … and that’s what we did: GT and I in the cottage and her kids staying at her Mum’s.

Thursday 5th and we went shopping and meeting and greeting family before settling down in the front of a log fire with a book and a bottle of wine.

Friday 6th brought a big surprise present from GT: a trackday in a Ferrari to be arranged by me to suit me! Then after lunch we headed over to Altamont Gardens for a wander around. A pity we couldn’t get closer to the spooky house:

Altamont House

Saturday 7th and I decided that after a few weeks break from running, I’d give the dodgy calf muscle a workout with a short 3.2 mile run whilst GT carried on for another 11.5 miles. She’s a machine! And all this before breakfast, after which we went for another walk out and about. The Irish provide handy hints for you when planning your next serial killing too:

Leave No Trace
Handy Hints

Then on for a wonderful meal in the evening at the excellent Sha-Roe Bistro 20 mins away in Clonegal, with delicious food and wine before a drink next door then back to the cottage.

Sunday 8th saw us heading up to Fraughan Rock Glen for a walk up to the upper waterfall and a few snacks before we headed back down to the pub for steaks and proper Guinness for lunch.

Fraggle Rock. Or Something.

Monday 9th was the only day that rain was forecast for, so we spent it at an activity centre in Carlow and I finished off the last of the Stieg Larsson Dragon Tattoo/Millennium Trilogy books on the Kindle App on my iPhone. I’d also seen this wonderful farmhouse on an earlier drive, so a photo opportunity presented itself.

Desolate

Tuesday 10th and GT and I started the day with another run before we headed off to Glendalough for more walking and sightseeing around the place after a couple of Guinnesses with lunch at the Hollywood Inn.

Hollywood Inn
GT and Blue
Poulanass Waterfall
Miners' Village at Glendalough

An early night and then back off to Dublin Airport on Wednesday.

Great long weekend!

Dear Lazyweb…

… I need some help. BlueCo would quite like me to take next week off using my carried-over holidays and frankly, I could do with a break.

Now I would prefer to go to Corralejo yet again and hang out with my friends at the Rock Island Bar but I really want to fly out on Monday and back again on the Friday and sadly flights aren’t looking hopeful for that sort of itinerary.

So I think a city break might be better with flights from London City Airport – a short ride away and a quick and efficient terminal – to either Amsterdam or Barcelona. A nice bit of luxury for my stay, so 5* hotels for a bit of pampering as it won’t add too much to the overall cost.

With Amsterdam, it’s probably the NH Grand Hotel Krasnapolsky as it’s central for all the museums, canals and sights and I’ve heard of it, but where to stay in Barcelona? TimeOut has some suggestions, but which one would be best for a chic, luxurious and cool base? Preferably close to some great restaurants, bars and cafés.

Recommendations?

Corralejo Midday Run

So we took our running gear out to Fuerteventura but in the end only managed to do one run … at midday … in the heat and humidity. What do they say about mad dogs and Englishmen?

Fuerteventura Easter 2011

I thought it was about time I took the kids – if you can call them that: 19 and nearly 15 – away with me on holiday, so over Easter I took the two of them to the luxury villa I’d stayed at before in Corralejo on Fuerteventura.

The villa had its own heated pool as well as a heated jacuzzi which meant we could relax around the pool, have a night-time  jacuzzi or swim to cool down.

We used it as a base before driving out to other parts of the island or to the long, long sandy beach and dunes.

Then our evening would consist of heading into Corralejo itself for a really nice meal in one of the nicer restaurants before heading to the Rock Island Bar to chill out, have a few drinks and listen to some live acoustic rock music. And my girlfriend and friends could keep tabs on us with the audience webcam!

Anyway, here are a few photos including one of the baby mouse that I rescued from our pool one morning!