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Family fun in the park and a bit of photography thrown in..

Pittville park is a hidden gem pretty much in the centre of Cheltenham, Gloucestershire- UK. So many people have said to me to go and check it out, but sadly in the last two years we had never got round to it -until now. (Thats shameful as it is only 20 minutes away!) Well to be honest, I  wrote this post a few months ago and left it sitting in my drafts. Typical me!  (So the first time we made our way over there was on fathers day back in June.) So if it is all a bit jumbled up I can only apologise….   So, if you have kids the same age as mine 15, 11, and 8 – I am sure we are united in the battle to surgically remove them from ‘wifi’. It is seriously no joke how much mine are addicted to screens.  It really gets me down sometimes when I see how technology is in some ways destroying our kids natural desires to explore and socialise.. Sadly children just cannot …

Christmas shenanigans…

So how was your Christmas? That’s the typical question everyone asks you once normal life resumes. I say normal life, I mean normal routine, out of the Christmas frenzy/haze… So this year for me has been pretty odd really. I am not sure if it’s because I have got to the age where I am now just questioning everything and over thinking things, or if I am just simply bored with the routine. Don’t get me wrong, I can still get carried away with the present buying, the`Christmas lattes’ and the general instagramable sheep following most people do. I even jumped on the Christmas Eve box bandwagon to prolong the build up, and of course the obligatory Christmas PJ’s with much eye rolling from my husband. As soon as December arrives I am out there along with everyone else searching for the bushiest Christmas tree( I bought 3 this year- weirdo) and buying some new decs. I also love a good carol singing sesh ( in fact that was my fav part!) and the odd(or …

October half term …. Pumpkin picking and Halloween…

October half term has always been really special to me,  I just love the autumnal colours, chunky jumpers, bobble hats, scarfs and warm hot chocolates after a crisp walk on the beach. THERE IS NO BETTER FEELING!  So as soon as the kids were out of school we headed down to Cornwall to see the in-laws and stay in our favourite place called Hayle, (which you may of read a previous post ) this place truly has the  most stunning beaches and breath taking views. After our usual first night of fish and chips (nothing like steaming hot, local fish and chips to get you in the holiday spirit), it was time to plan what kind of things we would do for the week. We usually take a few days to unwind and breathe in the fresh Cornish air and then we venture out. However, after seeing loads of pictures on instagram we decided to jump on the ‘Pumpkin picking’ bandwagon and give it a try. So after a search on google we discovered an …

Italy

So it’s this time of year again, the sun is shining, spring is in full bloom, and I am googling like crazy ‘family holidays’. I have to admit that it is my guilty pleasure. I have always loved to travel. It is in my blood. I love to explore… I think it’s genetic. My Grandad spent most of his life in the military and had lived all over the world with my nan. He had the most amazing stories to tell as I was growing up. His love of exploring, certainly rubbed off on me. My first real experience of travelling was when a friend suggested going to live on a kibbutz in Israel as a volunteer. What’s a kibbutz I hear you say? I had certainly never heard of one. My friend told me we would be staying with a community of people and helping them with producing ‘Olives’ for the rest of the world. Kind of strange I thought, but hey’ I was up for the adventure, what the hell. So, before I …

My anxious child

I have taken weeks ‘over thinking’ this post. I suppose I am not massively confident writing about something that I have no professional training in. But something inside me felt compelled to explain and express as an ordinary MUM what it felt like to see my 6 year old daughter go through a really ROUGH patch in her young life. I like to think as any mum that I have brought my children up to be well rounded, good mannered, confident, happy individuals. They have all had their moments not wanting to go to school and resisting a bit, which is relatively normal, but nothing could prepare me for what I had to endure with my daughter April. It was a typical Friday afternoon when I picked her up from school, both of us relieved that the school week was over and the weekend lay ahead. April lovingly greeted me as usual and  we then collected her brother. On the way home in the car she began to tell me how, earlier in the morning, a little …