The first of the two May long weekends

I have never wanted a long weekend so badly! I have just been so exhausted by work lately. There was no time this week to catch up on sleep from my work trip last weekend. In fact I was going backwards what with late nights and very early mornings. So yay for three days of sleeping in until 10am. It is a bit sad though. I just can't sleep in past 10am like I could in my Uni days (what is with that?) At least with the days getting longer we can feel less guilty about sleeping in and waisting the precious light (there is still light in the sky at 9pm!). There is still plenty of time to do things.

On Saturday, we went geocaching in Brighton. We only located one cache as there were too many Muggles around to find any more (yes that is the official term for those who have no idea about this secret world, quite HP-esque). Perhaps this weekend was not the smartest decision to go hunting especially on the first day of the Brighton Festival, a long weekend and a beautiful sunny one too. But we scoped out where the others may be located to come back during the week when it is much quieter.

Sunday was cleaning the house day. Quite over due and we have both G's parents and my mum coming to our part of the world in the next two weeks. Also took the time to sort out our clothes. Quite a nice collection off to charity. Summer tops came out of storage and some big winter things put away (not all, it is the UK after all...) We bought some Vacu-pack bags (as seen on TV!) where you seal your clothes in a bag, and use your vacuum to suck the air out making a smaller thing to store. Worked a treat.

Sunday night we went to a free fire-themed display in Brighton (part of the festival). There were floating flaming flowers on the pond, outdoor glass-blowing, strange mechanical moving sculptures and tall iron, brasier-like sculptures with cut out images (such as flowers or birds) visible due to the fire behind. A couple of these tall sculptures were being cut out with an oxytorch as we watched. The sparks looked like fire-rain. All very cool.

Today we went mountain bike riding through Firston Forest and found a couple more caches in Alfriston. It has been at least 5 weeks since I rode last. It was good to get out again and I need the practice for next weekend's Isle of Wight bike trip with G's parents. Yes, I fear the 70-year-old will be fitter than me. Sigh.