Binning wood was a peaceful place until we turned up last week. But, it is pretty big with lots of paths and clearings so it can easily absorb my noisy lot and lots of other people too. We didn’t see anyone else even though the car park wasn’t empty – and that’s really the way I like it.
The bigger children spent a lot of time bashing fallen branches with sticks. I’m not quite sure what the intention was……….maybe ‘just because’?
I managed to get semi-decent photos of all of them, even the boys – they really aren’t easy to photograph these days. Today poor Islay has a very bashed up nose courtesy of one of her loving big brothers and a, too rough, rough game of wrestling. And Katie – well she was very determined to get herself to the top of the car park fence. Getting that second leg up was tricky but she managed and was very pleased with herself!
Susie……..well she had a lovely time and sampled every possible patch of water and mud.
It was a good walk! And today – well, it is back to the school routine and I’m negotiating with a toddler who isn’t sleeping enough at night and tradesmen* of several varieties who seem set to make my life as stressful as possible.
* I started a long ramble going into the ins and outs of it all and then thought better of boring you with my troubles. Suffice to say that living in a very old house, built around 1750, with shared roof responsibilities, and Listed Building plus Conservation area status, is the cause of some serious headaches!