Magic Mountains (see previous post) reminded me that a few weekends ago, my Mum brought over a huge folder of school work from when I was between the age of 5 and 10 or so. One of my earliest pieces of written work is shown above. It made me laugh so much when I saw it.
Usually, I'm not the sort of person who likes lying around sunbathing. I find it quite tedious laying about and generally uncomfortable being in the sun for long periods. I normally prefer holidays that take in lots of sights, experiences, tastes, smells and visits to historic places, to churches, museums, mountains, rivers etc. But this year I just can't be bothered. It takes a lot of effort to plan visits especially with kids. Suddenly laying about doing nothing seems like heaven.
Once again booking online with Thomson has worked out beautifully. This place is clean, spacious, well-equipped, lushly planted, quiet and not too crowded. It's perfect for young families, and those with older kids would survive too as there are plenty of activities. We are a 10 minute walk from Playa Dorada beach which unlike many of the Canary Islands has golden white sand, hence the name of the resort Playa Blanca.
Yesterday I joined the masses of ten year old's on Playa Dorada beach and bought a snorkeling set. I haven't tried to snorkel since I myself was about ten years old. But to be honest I've never really felt the urge to. Until 11am yesterday morning.
In the first couple of days in and around the beach we noticed a large number of young girls with different styles of hair braiding. They looked great and at first I assumed they had very talented mothers and maybe it was a style preferred by locals. Then it became obvious that the four African women at the top of the beach were providing the service and must have been doing a great bit of business between them.
This year is the most non summer-like summer I can remember. In fact I'm forced to ask myself 'does England actually experience seasons any longer?'. Ok it's a bit colder in the winter generally, but it's hardly a massive contrast.
Last night it was sport's evening at the school my kids attend. For 1 night only competitive sports were allowed, although there were hushed rumours that we weren't actually allowed to cheer too loudly in case the kids with less vocal parents felt left out. Very silly.
Every morning, somewhere between 6am and 7:30am I now take two
desperate greyhounds for a walk around the nearby park. This is where
they take care of their morning business, rather than in my back
garden. Being a good and responsible dog owner I...
Ever since moving to Bluntisham in 2001, I have tried my hardest to keep my away from visiting Wood Green Animal Shelter. Wood Green, based near Godmanchester in Huntingdon is a rehoming centre for dogs, cats and all sorts of rabbits, rodents and assorted reptiles. In fact, if there is a creature
in need of a home, it will probably end up at Wood Green.