When I debated long and hard whether to blog or not to blog a couple of weeks ago, I didn’t realise that I didn’t actually have a choice. The new job, or rather the lack of time the new job brought with it, meant that I simply wouldn’t be blogging, well at least not regularly. Turns out 7a.m – 8.30p.m days in the office followed by reviews in the evening…doesn’t leave much time for me to spend here…much to my sadness. Now, however, that the baby is born and safe in Bucklebury things have calmed down slightly – and here I am.
So where to start? The title – Never Land? Ah yes, a Never Land party, otherwise known as my elder sister’s 29th and 53 day party, and a party that send us to a ‘land’ that many would ‘never’ remember. Fortunately I was one of the ones that did. The party, which has become rather an annual tradition, first launched in 2006. Since then, school was completed, the world explored, university conquered, but the party, the party stays the same: