It was never going to be my husband’s first choice for a Father’s Day to sit and watch cricket for 3 hours on a Sunday morning , but when it comes to my eldest ,his passion for the crease always wins my husband’s vote. So for the 4th Sunday in a row we sat beside… Continue reading Father’s Day Dot balls
Whilst my neighbours and friends have had attempted shed , garage and car thefts at night , 5 to date in the last week, my youngest had tasked himself this evening with protecting our home with his brother Oliver’s army . Elvis Costello’s lyrics sprung to mind “Oliver’s army is here to stay Oliver’s… Continue reading Oliver’s Army
The heightened excitement from a 4 year old as we had a blizzard. His plans of snowballs and snowmen came all too quick as was gone within 5 minutes but the joy was good while it lasted. Now blue sky and sunny!
I know we seem to go to a lot of gardens but with two very energetic boys it is the only place they can really let off steam. This for us was a new garden to explore with plenty of bugs under logs, wobbly bridges, bamboo tunnels, rope swings and a tree house. Oh and… Continue reading Postcard from Sir Harold Hiller Gardens
An afternoon spent making then attempting to fly kites and finally hiding in the grass maze at the wonderfully peaceful Uppark House. My new favourite place to chill.
My grandfather lived in a hotel in Bournemouth in the 1970s. It seemed amazing when I was 6 years old and meant many weekends and holidays spent on its golden sands doing beachy things…donkeys, trampolines, ice cream and sandcastle building. So we left home early yesterday and 1 3/4 hours later we were putting the… Continue reading Postcard from Bournemouth