Parenting a small child is not easy.
After a 5.30am tent take down and being eaten alive by midges, we made a long drive down to Pembrokeshire and Fishguard. It is all ridiculously pretty, so much so that it's almost sickening. The weather system is playing nicely today so our tent and worldly belongings have dried out from the 24 hours+ of... Continue Reading →
Snowdonia when it's raining is ghastly. We may have to move our massive tent due to the water table being so high the area of campsite we're in is almost an inch underwater. This will be super fun. Day began with Ollie's primordial scream echoing across the camp site to let everyone know he had... Continue Reading →
Rather than post the pretty holiday pics taken so far, this seems most apt for the moment. Well okay just one picture as Pose has outdone herself on the camp site.
Yesterday Rosie, Ollie and I ventured forth on an adventure using a suspiciously inaccurate Cotswolds walks book published in 1983. We turned a 1.5 hour walk into a 3.5 hour one. Part of our slow progress was due to carrying an Olephant on my back, another part was a dog who couldn't walk in a... Continue Reading →
Summer Holidays finally begin!
Awesome day out at Open Air 2017. Love Quenington and Ollie got his first taste of Open Air sculptures/art. Rosie and I managed to make suitably discerning comments along the way such as, 'Ooh it's meant to be a horse I think, maybe a cow... how clever!' and 'It's a wild boar Ollie...it goes oink... Continue Reading →
Awesome half term break with the Olephant. In this time it seems he's developed a new technique for being a bit of a pickle. This involves picking up almost any object and then trying to wear it as a hat. So far the objects tried and discarded for this role have included: a drum, not... Continue Reading →
When Rosie and I went to watch the first Avengers in 2012, she said in a hushed and clearly awed voice as Captain Americas bum appeared on screen, 'They don't make many men like that do they...it's not fair on the rest of you.' Being the well balanced individual I am, I took this on... Continue Reading →
Given that Ollie is shaped in a fairly similar way to an over pumped rugby ball it shouldn't be too much of a surprise he felt right at home and enjoyed himself at Leicester Tigers. He spent roughly 40% of the time burbling/flirting/socialising with people in the row behind us, 40% dropping food onto the... Continue Reading →
Ollie's discerning pallette had its first proper taste of Japanese/Sushi today. Unsuprisingly he loved it and equally predictably he managed to make eating rather dainty morsels of food look truly horrific. He pretty much dived face first into some seaweed coating himself and the immediate splatter area around him before we rescued the food. It... Continue Reading →
Parenting a Monster. 
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