The days between Greece and Luxembourg were spent running round like a mad thing thrying to get all packed and cleaned and heavens knows what other jobs (for example Grandma's curtains are now sparkling!). I don't think I've ever done so much on so little sleep! But the lack of sleep didn't stop! Saturday morning arrived and after a little hiccup I was on the London bound train by 6.04am, by 3.17pm I was in lovely Arlon being greeted by my LNE (Lovely New Employer) and the 2 of the older children, H and F. They were a little confused that my hair was now brown instead of blonde but were soon happily chatting away about all the things that we could do.
Now Saturday was a bit of a baptism of fire, after we threw my luggage into the hallway (2 bags for a year, I'm impressed with my packing skills!) we headed down the road to the twins school for tea and cakes with the teachers. It was lovely, the teachers were welcoming and the other parents were fantastic, so friendly and helpful. After tea and cakes and H and F showing me around the whole school, we headed home. I'd forgotten how difficult it is to walk with a 3 year old wrapped around your leg! Champagne greeted our arrival and a selection of wonderful sausages. Sleep came quickly that night!
Sunday was as glorious as Saturday and quickly made me regret not bringing my shorts! It was also Fathers Day in Luxembourg (I did have a slight panic that I'd forgotten to get Dad something until H reminded me we were in a different country. for a 7 year old he's very wise) so Husband of LNE received some beautiful gifts! The things that F had made put all of my 5 year old creations to shame! We headed out to a Catholic Church that morning, H had been begging to go as his teacher was speaking. Now I have my thoughts about the Catholic Church and they're not all positive! After attending a very joyful Church in Kendal it was really quite dreary, I'm used to a live band and having 45mins continuous worship rather than sitting solemnly for an hour and a half! I imagine I would have enjoyed it more if it hadn't been in Luxembourgish (as would the children. Now small children and services they don't understand are never a good combination! Thank goodness Husband of LNE had brought books!) The thing with the Catholic Church is that only Catholics can receive communion, even if you're a confirmed Christian, which makes no sense to me! It doesn't seem very Christian, we're all part of the same faith so surely we should be allowed to partake in the body and blood of Christ?! Anyway, before I go into a huge rant I'll move on.
After Church we had a lovely roast chicken (who'd have thought roast chicken would be served with brown rice and steamed veg?! I'm going to be a stick by the time I go home!) and then headed out to the countryside to go apple picking! It was glorious! Rows upon rows of apple trees glistening in the sun.
We picked for a good few hours and then went for donkey rides and apple fritters. I don't know how they make the batter for the apple fritters but it was delicious! It tasted like a pancake filled with apple and dusted with icing sugar. Yum!
That evening we had gin and tonics with the neighbours and generally chilled out, it was lovely.
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