A family walk: A trip to Kent

A few weekends ago we headed out on our first long cross country trip to visit my sister in Kent for her birthday. She'd just moved house and we were excited to see her new place, as well as meet the newest edition to her family, her puppy Ida!

We had a lazy weekend spent mostly in the garden and countryside around her little cottage, out in the middle of nowhere but not too far from Canterbury. I think it's safe to say Theo fell head over heels in love with the pup and wanted to hold her lead or carry her everywhere! On Saturday my sister, Theo and I took them for a walk over the fields by the house and down to the river that runs at the bottom of the valley. I always forget how beautiful this part of the country is, and I think that if you had to imagine somewhere to portray the typical English countryside, then this place would be it. Rolling fields of crops, a forest on the crest of a hill, the hills on the horizon and a bubbling river at the bottom with a big old Oak tree standing tall in the middle of a meadow. We walked through the rapeseed field watching the dogs lose themselves in the undergrowth before crossing a small bridge over to the river bank.

It was there where quite the accident happened. My sister's other dog Edie had jumped in the river but couldn't get out at the steep bank where she was trying, so we walked over to a shallower part and was calling her to come out. Then quite suddenly, but also in slow motion my sister slipped on the muddy bank and sort of somersaulted her way into the river! There was a split second of checking to a) see if she was hurt (she wasn't) and b) see if she was laughing (she was) before I started uncontrollably laughing. My sister was waist deep, fully clothed in the river and completely soaked. I laughed so much I had tears and my face hurt. She eventually made her way out (I couldn't really help as I had Rohan on my front in a carrier!) and we made our way back over the fields to home, trying to hide from the scout camp who were enjoying their lunch in the field by the river. We laughed pretty much the whole way home, and visions of it kept coming back to me for the rest of the day!

That night we lit a fire in the garden and sat outside in the warm evening chatting until it was time for bed. The next day we spent close to home once more, having a bbq and relaxing in the garden and celebrating my sister's birthday! It was such a lovely weekend.




A family walk: A trip to Kent

A few weekends ago we headed out on our first long cross country trip to visit my sister in Kent for her birthday. She'd just moved house and we were excited to see her new place, as well as meet the newest edition to her family, her puppy Ida!

We had a lazy weekend spent mostly in the garden and countryside around her little cottage, out in the middle of nowhere but not too far from Canterbury. I think it's safe to say Theo fell head over heels in love with the pup and wanted to hold her lead or carry her everywhere! On Saturday my sister, Theo and I took them for a walk over the fields by the house and down to the river that runs at the bottom of the valley. I always forget how beautiful this part of the country is, and I think that if you had to imagine somewhere to portray the typical English countryside, then this place would be it. Rolling fields of crops, a forest on the crest of a hill, the hills on the horizon and a bubbling river at the bottom with a big old Oak tree standing tall in the middle of a meadow. We walked through the rapeseed field watching the dogs lose themselves in the undergrowth before crossing a small bridge over to the river bank.

It was there where quite the accident happened. My sister's other dog Edie had jumped in the river but couldn't get out at the steep bank where she was trying, so we walked over to a shallower part and was calling her to come out. Then quite suddenly, but also in slow motion my sister slipped on the muddy bank and sort of somersaulted her way into the river! There was a split second of checking to a) see if she was hurt (she wasn't) and b) see if she was laughing (she was) before I started uncontrollably laughing. My sister was waist deep, fully clothed in the river and completely soaked. I laughed so much I had tears and my face hurt. She eventually made her way out (I couldn't really help as I had Rohan on my front in a carrier!) and we made our way back over the fields to home, trying to hide from the scout camp who were enjoying their lunch in the field by the river. We laughed pretty much the whole way home, and visions of it kept coming back to me for the rest of the day!

That night we lit a fire in the garden and sat outside in the warm evening chatting until it was time for bed. The next day we spent close to home once more, having a bbq and relaxing in the garden and celebrating my sister's birthday! It was such a lovely weekend.




Adventures from Kent

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I seemed to have lost a little of my blogging mojo (if that's what you call it). It often goes this way, for a few months I seem to have lots I want to write about and share but then suddenly real life takes over and I find it hard to get back into the groove. So forgive me if there's only been reels of photographs of recent adventures but I feel I need to go through the back catalogues and get them cleared before I can move on. I don't know why I always apologise for these sorts of posts, because surely if you're here and have been a reader of this blog for a while and keep coming back then perhaps you're the type of person who doesn't mind such posts and even expect it (and dare I say enjoy them?!)...so should I just get on with it without this massive preamble? Perhaps I should...

Over the Easter holidays you may remember we became slightly stranded in Kent whilst visiting my sister. What was supposed to be a quick weekend stop became a three or four day mini holiday whilst we waited for my car to be fixed. On a bright but ridiculously windy day we headed out to north Kent coast line, through Margate and on into Ukip land (good job not voting Ukip, though Thanet). I seriously love this coastline with the famous white chalk cliffs and beautiful little seaside towns like Broadstairs, and wide beaches to explore. So after our jaunt around Margate we headed over to a pretty secluded beach called Botany Bay. Had it not been so windy it would have been glorious, but all the same the wide sands and rocky coast was pretty inviting and we stayed a while watching the wind lift the sand off the surface and make it dance across it in mesmerising patterns. The dog and the child were let loose and I looked on as Theo dashed into the sea and climbed on rocks and cliffs. We eventually called it a day when the wind had battered our heads enough and headed back to the car for the post beach sleepy drive home I remember so well from my childhood. 

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Adventures from Kent

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I seemed to have lost a little of my blogging mojo (if that's what you call it). It often goes this way, for a few months I seem to have lots I want to write about and share but then suddenly real life takes over and I find it hard to get back into the groove. So forgive me if there's only been reels of photographs of recent adventures but I feel I need to go through the back catalogues and get them cleared before I can move on. I don't know why I always apologise for these sorts of posts, because surely if you're here and have been a reader of this blog for a while and keep coming back then perhaps you're the type of person who doesn't mind such posts and even expect it (and dare I say enjoy them?!)...so should I just get on with it without this massive preamble? Perhaps I should...

Over the Easter holidays you may remember we became slightly stranded in Kent whilst visiting my sister. What was supposed to be a quick weekend stop became a three or four day mini holiday whilst we waited for my car to be fixed. On a bright but ridiculously windy day we headed out to north Kent coast line, through Margate and on into Ukip land (good job not voting Ukip, though Thanet). I seriously love this coastline with the famous white chalk cliffs and beautiful little seaside towns like Broadstairs, and wide beaches to explore. So after our jaunt around Margate we headed over to a pretty secluded beach called Botany Bay. Had it not been so windy it would have been glorious, but all the same the wide sands and rocky coast was pretty inviting and we stayed a while watching the wind lift the sand off the surface and make it dance across it in mesmerising patterns. The dog and the child were let loose and I looked on as Theo dashed into the sea and climbed on rocks and cliffs. We eventually called it a day when the wind had battered our heads enough and headed back to the car for the post beach sleepy drive home I remember so well from my childhood. 

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Postcards from Kent : Margate

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Last week, wait was it really just a week ago?! The beginning of Easter feels so long ago, and I feel like we've packed so much in and travelled all over the place!

So anyway, last week we got slightly stranded over at my sisters due to my car deciding it would flash scary lights at me as we were due to leave on Sunday. Of course it wasn't the worst news in the world (other than the fear of it costing loads of money!) as we were able to spend a little more time with my sister! On Monday we took my car to the garage, walked the dog over the fields and had a little look around Canterbury, not very exciting, but fun all the same!

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After a few days of gloomy weather we were happy to see the sun shining but the wind was ever so slightly ridiculous. On Tuesday we decided to head out anyway to visit the wonderful Margate. Our first stop was the lovely Cupcake Cafe for lunch, a quaint little cafe filled with cakes, bunting, teapots and flowers. We ate simple toasties and sipped on rose lemonade and of course treated ourselves to a cupcake for dessert!

We then took a stroll around the quiet streets, braving the wind to the seafront and then quickly retreating back to the town for a spot of vintage shop browsing. I spent lots of time looking up and admiring the beautiful buildings, watching the clouds race across the sky and taking in the feel of this seaside town. It's amazing to think what it would have been like in it's 'heyday' but I like that this artist quarter still has charm. We dug through the shops meeting sweet doggys along the way and then waved goodbye as we jumped back into the car to our next destination!

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Postcards from Kent : Margate

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Last week, wait was it really just a week ago?! The beginning of Easter feels so long ago, and I feel like we've packed so much in and travelled all over the place!

So anyway, last week we got slightly stranded over at my sisters due to my car deciding it would flash scary lights at me as we were due to leave on Sunday. Of course it wasn't the worst news in the world (other than the fear of it costing loads of money!) as we were able to spend a little more time with my sister! On Monday we took my car to the garage, walked the dog over the fields and had a little look around Canterbury, not very exciting, but fun all the same!

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After a few days of gloomy weather we were happy to see the sun shining but the wind was ever so slightly ridiculous. On Tuesday we decided to head out anyway to visit the wonderful Margate. Our first stop was the lovely Cupcake Cafe for lunch, a quaint little cafe filled with cakes, bunting, teapots and flowers. We ate simple toasties and sipped on rose lemonade and of course treated ourselves to a cupcake for dessert!

We then took a stroll around the quiet streets, braving the wind to the seafront and then quickly retreating back to the town for a spot of vintage shop browsing. I spent lots of time looking up and admiring the beautiful buildings, watching the clouds race across the sky and taking in the feel of this seaside town. It's amazing to think what it would have been like in it's 'heyday' but I like that this artist quarter still has charm. We dug through the shops meeting sweet doggys along the way and then waved goodbye as we jumped back into the car to our next destination!

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sandcastles on the moon

Last weekend, all three of us filled up to the eyeballs with cold, drove to visit my sister in Kent for a little extended birthday treat. You may remember last year we made the same journey to see the wonderful Oily Cart. We were all blown away by it last year that we decided to make it a little annual trip (well until Theo is five as he will sadly be too old to go!)

 This years performance was equally as amazing. It was called Mr and Mrs Moon, and was about the lady who lives in the moon, who comes down to earth (via long stretches of fabric from the ceiling none the less) to visit all the children and see them make sandcastles. The whole set was featured around a giant circular sandpit, where the children sat for the performance with their bucket and spades, free to start building whenever they want. The story features travelling up to the moon by a ladder drawn in the sand, a giant balloon containing all the wind from the moon, aliens and a real wind machine. It was amazing. There tour is coming to a close now, but if you want to take little ones to some spectacular theatre that is made for them, around them and to engage them properly then don't bother going to an over priced cbeebies sort of thing, go see Oily Cart, you seriously won't be disappointed!

So enough of my gushing (but seriously, just GO!) we spent the rest of the weekend having more adventures.

After a horrendous night of rain and wind Saturday turned out to be gloriously sunny, and bitterly cold. Even so we took a little trip to the lovely seaside town of Whitstable. We took our time whilst Theo napped wondering the small streets peering in lovely looking shops and browsing in charity shops. We weaved our way to the seafront where the wind picked up and the rain threatened to come in. Even so we enjoyed finding pebbles and rocks and hurling them back into the sea, trying to skim them over the surface. Soon our tummies began to rumble to we headed to the harbour for some fish and chips, obviously.

 Theo took the photograph of me standing next to the fisherman. He took the camera and instructed me to stand next to him and say cheese. So of course I obliged, and the boys got skillz...

The next day after our little walk to the woods  we took a trip to the wonderful Badgers Hill to meet up with my dear cousins who were visiting for the day. We of course ate one of the amazing ploughmans that they offer, had a good catch up, snooped around the shop with all its delights and fed the animals roaming around the grounds. We then said our goodbyes and hit the road for the long journey home. Once again we had such a wonderful time in beautiful Kent, but as usual the weekend went way too fast.


sandcastles on the moon

Last weekend, all three of us filled up to the eyeballs with cold, drove to visit my sister in Kent for a little extended birthday treat. You may remember last year we made the same journey to see the wonderful Oily Cart. We were all blown away by it last year that we decided to make it a little annual trip (well until Theo is five as he will sadly be too old to go!)

 This years performance was equally as amazing. It was called Mr and Mrs Moon, and was about the lady who lives in the moon, who comes down to earth (via long stretches of fabric from the ceiling none the less) to visit all the children and see them make sandcastles. The whole set was featured around a giant circular sandpit, where the children sat for the performance with their bucket and spades, free to start building whenever they want. The story features travelling up to the moon by a ladder drawn in the sand, a giant balloon containing all the wind from the moon, aliens and a real wind machine. It was amazing. There tour is coming to a close now, but if you want to take little ones to some spectacular theatre that is made for them, around them and to engage them properly then don't bother going to an over priced cbeebies sort of thing, go see Oily Cart, you seriously won't be disappointed!

So enough of my gushing (but seriously, just GO!) we spent the rest of the weekend having more adventures.

After a horrendous night of rain and wind Saturday turned out to be gloriously sunny, and bitterly cold. Even so we took a little trip to the lovely seaside town of Whitstable. We took our time whilst Theo napped wondering the small streets peering in lovely looking shops and browsing in charity shops. We weaved our way to the seafront where the wind picked up and the rain threatened to come in. Even so we enjoyed finding pebbles and rocks and hurling them back into the sea, trying to skim them over the surface. Soon our tummies began to rumble to we headed to the harbour for some fish and chips, obviously.

 Theo took the photograph of me standing next to the fisherman. He took the camera and instructed me to stand next to him and say cheese. So of course I obliged, and the boys got skillz...

The next day after our little walk to the woods  we took a trip to the wonderful Badgers Hill to meet up with my dear cousins who were visiting for the day. We of course ate one of the amazing ploughmans that they offer, had a good catch up, snooped around the shop with all its delights and fed the animals roaming around the grounds. We then said our goodbyes and hit the road for the long journey home. Once again we had such a wonderful time in beautiful Kent, but as usual the weekend went way too fast.


Out and About: Badgers Hill

I thought I would go back to my trip to Kent to share with you some photos from the wonderful Badgers Hill.


I've visited a few times before when spending time with my sister, as it was always a short drive away from Canterbury, and a great place to spend the afternoon. The place is an amazing eclectic mix or farm shop, petting farm, cafe and wooden statues, wind chimes and trinkets galore! Now that my sister has moved to the countryside, Badgers Hill is a very short drive away, and even walkable (if it wasn't threatening to tip it down!) So on my last morning we took a trip there before I headed off home, as we knew Theo would love it, and it would be good for him to have a little run around before the long car journey. And we were right, he loved it, and so did I!


First we fed the chickens and the geese (probably the best fed and happiest chickens around!) Before having a little peek around the farm shop...


Did I mention they make their own cider and apple juice too? Well they do.


We stopped for a little big bite to eat, as they do in fact serve the best ploughmans you have ever seen or eaten, the bread was still warm. Theo got to sit in an amazing vintage highchair in the greenhouse with grapevines creeping inside, it was all very lovely! They also have a bit where there are lots and lots of wind chimes hanging up of various sizes, and seeing as Theo loves making music we had so much fun showing him all the different notes. It really is beautiful!


Lastly we had a walk around the rest of the 'farm' and to see the donkeys. It was such a lovely way to end a great little trip to Kent.

It reminds me of when I worked in the farm shop where my mum used to live, which was the most perfect little job! I would love to work at a farm shop/city farm/ outdoor type place again, or even eventually run my own! I know I know, dream on...

Out and About: Badgers Hill

I thought I would go back to my trip to Kent to share with you some photos from the wonderful Badgers Hill.


I've visited a few times before when spending time with my sister, as it was always a short drive away from Canterbury, and a great place to spend the afternoon. The place is an amazing eclectic mix or farm shop, petting farm, cafe and wooden statues, wind chimes and trinkets galore! Now that my sister has moved to the countryside, Badgers Hill is a very short drive away, and even walkable (if it wasn't threatening to tip it down!) So on my last morning we took a trip there before I headed off home, as we knew Theo would love it, and it would be good for him to have a little run around before the long car journey. And we were right, he loved it, and so did I!


First we fed the chickens and the geese (probably the best fed and happiest chickens around!) Before having a little peek around the farm shop...


Did I mention they make their own cider and apple juice too? Well they do.


We stopped for a little big bite to eat, as they do in fact serve the best ploughmans you have ever seen or eaten, the bread was still warm. Theo got to sit in an amazing vintage highchair in the greenhouse with grapevines creeping inside, it was all very lovely! They also have a bit where there are lots and lots of wind chimes hanging up of various sizes, and seeing as Theo loves making music we had so much fun showing him all the different notes. It really is beautiful!


Lastly we had a walk around the rest of the 'farm' and to see the donkeys. It was such a lovely way to end a great little trip to Kent.

It reminds me of when I worked in the farm shop where my mum used to live, which was the most perfect little job! I would love to work at a farm shop/city farm/ outdoor type place again, or even eventually run my own! I know I know, dream on...