Tag: Cornwall
Lessons from our family holiday so far
Ice Lollies at the park on the way to the airport were a terrible idea.
Lil H’s obsession Star Wars and being called “Luke Skywalker” is neither a cute nor funny development stage at airport security. *checks passport* “Hello H” – “my name is Luke” *atmosphere freezes instantly*
I can talk at a million words a minute when a mam in uniform at an airport thinks I’m a child trafficker.
Airport car parks are extortionately expensive, especially you lose your ticket.
Mr L will never be allowed to take responsibility for a car park ticket again.
The colour of your bucket & spade is of life threatening importance if you are a one year old girl and said bucket & spade is not pink and as such will be treated with an appropriate level of high drama.
There is an exception to the pink bucket & spade rule – a bucket & spade can be any colour if it has “Hello Kitty” on it.
The quality, sun protection and cost of a sunsuit is irrelevant if it does not have “Hello Kitty” on it then it will not be worn, even if the “Hello Kitty” sunsuit is cold and wet that is the preferred option. Wingeing about it being wet & cold is a given!
37yo’s sense the temperature of the Atlantic to be Baltic.
4yo’s sense the temperature of the Atlantic to be bath-like.
Wetsuits are a wise investment for children and adults holidaying in Cornwall.
I am poor at applying suncream on myself and others, don’t ask me and do help me.
An Estee Lauder hydrating face mask overnight applied to children is an effective, if expensive, solution to mild sun burn!
The decision to bring the booze left over from the naming day was inspired! Prosecco anyone?
The Gallery: The world we live in
So here’s my post for Tara’s The Gallery, Week 10 over at Sticky Fingers the theme this week is to a share a secret of the world we live in.
Whilst Cheshire has some really beautiful and special parts, this isn’t Cheshire! This is Port Isaac in North Cornwall. If you watch Doc Martin it may look familar to you as as this is where it is filmed although known in the show as Portwenn – if you visit during filming you may not be aware it isn’t called Portwenn as all the signage is changed! My family own this cottage down there.
I love being there. I love being there with lil’ H and can’t wait to take Baby G in July. With limited mobile signal and a dial up internet connection I can never be bothered to keep in touch – afterall we’re on holiday and we relax, we really relax.
When the tide is out the harbour is brilliant rockpooling. When the tide is in you sometimes get to watch some bankers bonus who didn’t believe the “Cars must be moved by 7 o’clock” sign, float out to sea. I have seen this happen many, many, many times and with a vino in hand sitting on the harbour wall that is something that will never cease to entertain me! The example below is a brand new Range Rover Vogue – you’ve have thought Tarquin’s Breitling would have done a better job at helping him tell the time wouldn’t you?!
I have a small acorn of a thought at the moment, a thought that is growing, the thought is to live down here for the whole of next Summer. My darling boy H will be 4 years old and will start school in the September and Baby G will be 18 months feels like special moment to building some childhood memories. This thought is haunting me quite a lot at the moment, I’m wondering if with an improved Internet connections I could actually make it happen… I’m off to ponder some more … and check out the rest of this weeks Gallery posts – see you there! Claire x
Wordless wednesday

Beach & Bucket - what more does a boy need!






