Magic Moments 13/09/2015

It seems that I have as many holidays as Judith Chalmers (showing my age there!), but the reality is that I have just stored them up until the latter half of the year.  There was just too much going on at the start of the year to fit them all in.  So what have we been up to this week….

On the day that Llanfair PG was the hottest day in the UK we ventured off on a bike ride to one of the beaches nearby.  I did not know this fact at the time, all INewborough Beach knew was that I was sweating and having to stop quite a bit for water.  I put it down to being overweight and unfit.  I am pleased there is another reason I can use!  The upshot of drinking a lot is the need to go to the toilet and unluckily for me the beach we were on had NO facilities.  Thank god for sand-dunes. Desperate times call for desperate measures!

Newborough BeachAfter eating our picnic all of us had a snooze in the sun tent as the heat had really zapped it out of all of us.  Although my padded backside wasn’t registering it immediately, the “adventure” was well worth the 20 mile (round trip) bike journey in 24*C heat.  Stunning views, a deserted beach, and fabulous weather.

The following day we went swimming and H swam between my husband and I with only his arm bands as support.  I was so proud I was clapping like a sea-lion.  He was putting in so much effort that even his eyebrows were moving.  After that it was all go, with him even having a go on his back.  The shame I had felt for months for flashing my boobs at other swimmers was soon forgotten.  (When H was in a bad mood and didn’t want to swim he would try and climb up me, often sticking his feet down the top of my swimsuit and exposing me to the pool attendants!  It happened that often that a:  I was going to invent a polo-neck swimsuit, and b: I thought I was going to be barred).

Newborough BeachYet again the weather was kind to us all week.  Anglesey you never let us down.  We had ample chance to spend yet more time on the beach, flicking away wasps, falling asleep in the sunshine, and indulging in ice-cream.

However it wasn’t all good fun.  H picked up a tickly cough, and when you are all staying in a confined space then that isn’t good.  Very little sleep was had by any of us.

H also managed to break a bone in my nose.  Mummy’s fault for encouraging den-making under the quilt.  I lent over him as he brought his head back sharply and on to my nose.  I heard a crack and it felt like my nose had been pushed in to the back of my head.  And then I saw blood….lots of blood.  Unfortunately hubby had driven down to the coastal path to go on a run and hadn’t taken his phone.  So I had to sit on the floor for a while and wait for the dizziness to pass/him to get back.  Whichever was sooner.  So on top of H coughing, hubby then had to listen to me snoring for the rest of the week.

Despite that, it was a great week and will probably be the last break we have at the zaziban (caravan) until next year.  Over the next few weeks we will have to go down to pack it up and drag it back home thus indicating the start of winter.  Thank goodness Strictly will be back on soon to cheer me up.

Have a good week.


Harry’s Honest Mummy x

Running in Lavender

Fun at Foel Farm

H loves animals.  Our house is littered with plastic cows, sheep and pigs.  We thought it would be great for him to get up close and personal with a few of them, and so during our summer holiday this year we planned a visit to Foel Farm in Anglesey.  It is located in a picturesque spot on the banks of the Menai overlooking Caernarvon and the Snowdonia Mountain Ranges.  It cost £14 entrance for 2 adults (H was free because he is only 2), which seemed great value for money because all the rides and other entertainment  are included in that price.

We bought two small bags of food so that we could feed the animals as we went around.  It only cost £1 for two bags and gave us more than enough to feed all the animals we wanted to.  Word of warning – keep the bags well and truly out of the way of the goats.  I was showing H how to feed one of them when another sneakily nipped in and practically took the bag out of my hand!

At reception we were advised of when the feeding times were and should you forget then there are plenty of signs up as a reminder.  We planned our day so that we could fit in feeding both the lambs and the calves.  The children all sat on hay bales as the staff supervised the feeding session.  H had ample time to take in the experience and we had more than enough time to take photos.  Every child got a chance to take part.  Even I got a chance to feed the calves – boy are they strong.  They took the bottle right out of my hands!  Feeding time was most definitely the highlight of the day for all of us and well worth the entrance fee alone.

Foel Farm

We also managed to fit in a tractor ride – they take place every 20 minutes – that took us up to the top fields where we could take in the beautiful scenery whilst mingling with the cows and the shire horse.  Luckily for us the shire horse was feeling sociable that day and came over to the trailer for a nosey, and a nibble on some food.

When we got back to the farm we headed off to pet the rabbits and guinea pigs.  And it was here that H fell in love with one and refused to hand it back.  A guinea pig is definitely on next years birthday present list.

And still there was more to enjoy.  Quad bike rides, pony rides, a bouncy cushion (trampoline), the play park (including mini-tractors), and a chocolate factory.  When exhaustion hit in we all trotted off to the café to enjoy the most delicious homemade cakes.

All the staff were friendly, informative, and happy to strike up a conversation.  Nothing was too much trouble for them.  There were plenty of places to wash your hands after petting the animals, and the facilities were spotless.  All in all we had a fantastic day at Foel Farm and walked away with some amazing memories.  A few weeks on from our visit and H is still talking about it.  We all can’t wait to go back next year.


Harry’s Honest Mummy x