a good week.
Too much rain, but what do you expect when you’re camping in England in August? Turns out the Montana 6 awning is a really good extra room, though I haven’t quite got my head around how to use it yet.
We went on Sunday to Rendlesham Forest for a week’s camping with friends, with a trip to Theatre in the Forest to see Midsummer Night’s Dream in the middle. We also fitted in a trip to an art installation at Snape Maltings (slightly sad as I had a baby strapped to my front, so couldn’t look through the viewer to see what everyone else was enjoying, but one of these days I’ll actually see a Pixelh8 production in progress), fish and chips on the beach at Aldeburgh in the rain, (you probably had to be there to understand why 9 of us were crammed in a 7 seater car with an umbrella up in the backseat, listening to African music praying for rain and laughing hysterically as we scared the passersby), and some percy wotsits.
Small enjoyed the ufo park adventure trail and reading Charmed Life
, which I gave him for Christmas 🙂 He also devoured a Mr Gum book that Em had in her car, which I think might have been What’s for Dinner, Mr Gum?
but I could be wrong.
Big enjoyed riding bikes. Which was only slightly awkward in that I hadn’t realised bike riding would be such a feature of the week, so I hadn’t organised for her bike to be there. The other kids were great though and she got lots of time in the field riding their bikes, so it was only the trips off out on the bike trails that she couldn’t join in with. Will make myself a note for next year that bike is a necessity.
soa enjoyed the ground. She enjoyed cracking crawling, eating dirt, smiling, spending time with friends and just life in general. I think she enjoyed Shakespeare, the other two certainly did, particularly with the workshop before it. I’d managed to get confused with the night so we ended up watching the play on a different night to everyone else, but in some ways that worked quite well as Tim had a dinner the other night and the kids needed a quieter evening. Although it was a little unfortunate that they were so cold and tired that we were all already in bed when the main perseid shower took place.
(Although given that someone had put a sign up in the loos that said meteorite shower and I had to spend some time reassuring Small that they aren’t meteorites they’re meteors, it was probably just as well. He might have lost it totally if he’d actually seen it all in action.
Hm. He seemed to be having a few anxiety issues actually. During the rather spendiferous thunderstorm he got really worried about what would happen if lightning hit the tent. Not something he’s ever been concerned about before. And yes, we’ve camped in some stonking storms before now!)
I enjoyed being outside and being active. When I’m at home I find it far too easy to just sit in a chair and fail to move from behind a twitter screen. It does me good to get away and have thinking space. Even if I’d had an all singing all dancing phone it would have been no good as there’s very little mobile coverage there, so I’d still have had to detox from internet to some extent. I was really impressed with myself when I got home and did washing and showering and lunching and putting up tent to dry and watching the carnival procession *before* I turned my netbook on to check twitter/bk/email (and I *still* haven’t checked facebook!)
(Although I probably should confess that Tim downloaded my email for me during the week and brought the netbook out to the field so I could just draft a couple of replies… 😉 )
Right. It’s way late and I’m already breaking new resolutions to keep on with the going to bed at sensible times, so I’ll abandon this rambling waffle mid flow and finish up with a few pictures.
eta wordpress is fighting back, obviously feeling hurt and abandoned after a week with no attention. Pictures after I’ve slept.
edited again. I’ve slept. WordPress is still refusing to give me a gallery. Have some pictures anyway. More below the fold.
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