Our annual adventure to St.Fagans, Wales (part one!)

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I've spoken many a times about my love for St.Fagans, and it holds many a dear memory for me. We visited last year with my friend on Mother's day, and although we were a week early, we decided to repeat our annual trip over the bridge.

We couldn't have planned the timing of our trip better. The sun broke through the clouds in the late morning just as we crossed the river into Wales, and the clear blue skies emerged and the warm sun shone down on us. I've been craving that warmth and clarity that comes with the change of the season, where new life appears and everything just feels a little lighter. I don't think anything could have spoiled my mood that day...not even whinging children! It was the most perfect spring day as we discarded our coats and left our winter gloom behind.

We managed to discover a whole new area that we'd not stumbled upon before, complete with very pregnant sheep and some freshly delivered lambs. Chickens ran about our feet and we discovered an old farmhouse. We stopped for our very first picnic of the year, walked under the shadows of winter branches taking deep lungfuls or the crisp Spring air. 

It was perfect! (And we left once more promising to come back in the summer, lets hope we keep it!) 

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Our annual adventure to St.Fagans, Wales (part one!)

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I've spoken many a times about my love for St.Fagans, and it holds many a dear memory for me. We visited last year with my friend on Mother's day, and although we were a week early, we decided to repeat our annual trip over the bridge.

We couldn't have planned the timing of our trip better. The sun broke through the clouds in the late morning just as we crossed the river into Wales, and the clear blue skies emerged and the warm sun shone down on us. I've been craving that warmth and clarity that comes with the change of the season, where new life appears and everything just feels a little lighter. I don't think anything could have spoiled my mood that day...not even whinging children! It was the most perfect spring day as we discarded our coats and left our winter gloom behind.

We managed to discover a whole new area that we'd not stumbled upon before, complete with very pregnant sheep and some freshly delivered lambs. Chickens ran about our feet and we discovered an old farmhouse. We stopped for our very first picnic of the year, walked under the shadows of winter branches taking deep lungfuls or the crisp Spring air. 

It was perfect! (And we left once more promising to come back in the summer, lets hope we keep it!) 

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Postcards from Wales; Our holiday at Bluestone Wales resort

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bluestone wales park resort winter
bluestone wales park resort winter
bluestone wales park resort winter

I woke up on our last morning at Bluestone, warm and drowsy and I peeped out of the curtains to find the landscape painted white with a thick frost glistening in the morning sun. I threw on my coat and stepped outside to capture the beautiful light and low lying mist hanging in the valley below.

Still full of cold we had a slow morning packing up our belongings to leave the lodge. It was such a shame to leave early, I think we all would have liked another swim and a little more of an explore of the surrounding areas and beaches.

We did have time to go back into the woods for another mini walk, and even though the thick trees protected the lower layers of the ravine from the frost, it was filled with beautiful mist that clung to the tree trunks with sunlight filtering through.

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bluestone wales park resort winter
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bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
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bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
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By the last day we'd really got our bearings of the place, and could have easily spent another day enjoying the facilities, visiting the park, going for a long nature walk, discovering nearby beaches, going for a swim and perhaps another play in the adventure centre. It felt a little odd that we hadn't been out in the 'real world' for four days, but had been happy in our bubble and holiday routine and having everything we needed within the park itself and our lodge.

Once we returned from our misty walk we packed up the door and said goodbye to our upside down house and headed towards Tenby to have a look around and some lunch. We walked through the quaint high street, popping into a few shops before deciding where to eat. After we filled our tummies we took a short walk down to the seafront and admired the colourful houses standing out against the dreary grey sky. We then hopped back into the car and headed up the coast to Saundersfoot for a brisk and bracing walk on the beach. We stayed until our hands were numb and the sharp January wind became too much and walked back to the car pockets heavy with different stones and treasures we found. I do love the beach in winter, but something about these vast expanses of sand stretching out as far into the distance did make me long for warmer weather and for long hazy days spent relaxing at the beach.

I made a promise to myself to come back and explore properly in those summer months!

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We had such a lovely break, and despite Theo being ill we managed to pack lots of fun in! We found the resort a perfect place for a family break and it really made us enjoy the activities together. I'd love to stay in the warmer months, maybe hire bikes and spend more time exploring the local area. It is truly beautiful and definitely made me want to come back! 

Thanks to Bluestone Wales for inviting us to stay - we really did have a brilliant time! 

Postcards from Wales; Our holiday at Bluestone Wales resort

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bluestone wales park resort winter
bluestone wales park resort winter
bluestone wales park resort winter

I woke up on our last morning at Bluestone, warm and drowsy and I peeped out of the curtains to find the landscape painted white with a thick frost glistening in the morning sun. I threw on my coat and stepped outside to capture the beautiful light and low lying mist hanging in the valley below.

Still full of cold we had a slow morning packing up our belongings to leave the lodge. It was such a shame to leave early, I think we all would have liked another swim and a little more of an explore of the surrounding areas and beaches.

We did have time to go back into the woods for another mini walk, and even though the thick trees protected the lower layers of the ravine from the frost, it was filled with beautiful mist that clung to the tree trunks with sunlight filtering through.

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bluestone wales park resort winter
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bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
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bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
bluestone wales park resort winter camp smokey
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By the last day we'd really got our bearings of the place, and could have easily spent another day enjoying the facilities, visiting the park, going for a long nature walk, discovering nearby beaches, going for a swim and perhaps another play in the adventure centre. It felt a little odd that we hadn't been out in the 'real world' for four days, but had been happy in our bubble and holiday routine and having everything we needed within the park itself and our lodge.

Once we returned from our misty walk we packed up the door and said goodbye to our upside down house and headed towards Tenby to have a look around and some lunch. We walked through the quaint high street, popping into a few shops before deciding where to eat. After we filled our tummies we took a short walk down to the seafront and admired the colourful houses standing out against the dreary grey sky. We then hopped back into the car and headed up the coast to Saundersfoot for a brisk and bracing walk on the beach. We stayed until our hands were numb and the sharp January wind became too much and walked back to the car pockets heavy with different stones and treasures we found. I do love the beach in winter, but something about these vast expanses of sand stretching out as far into the distance did make me long for warmer weather and for long hazy days spent relaxing at the beach.

I made a promise to myself to come back and explore properly in those summer months!

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We had such a lovely break, and despite Theo being ill we managed to pack lots of fun in! We found the resort a perfect place for a family break and it really made us enjoy the activities together. I'd love to stay in the warmer months, maybe hire bikes and spend more time exploring the local area. It is truly beautiful and definitely made me want to come back! 

Thanks to Bluestone Wales for inviting us to stay - we really did have a brilliant time! 

Postcards from Wales; Bluestone part one

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A few weeks back we had the pleasure of visiting Bluestone Wales, a beautiful park resort set in the rolling hills of Pembrokeshire. After living in Wales for over four years, this was the one part that I had yet to have the joy of exploring.

We packed up the car on Monday morning and headed over the bridge with my Mum and Andy to start our adventure. We were staying in a self catering lodge so we stocked up for our days and came prepared! (But actually the village shop stocked a good range of food if you forget anything!) We arrived with an hour or so spare before we could check into our lodge so did a little exploring of the Village. First call was the play park which was explored with glee after being cooped up in the car for a few hours. We walked amongst the winding pedestrianised streets past the shop, bakery, pubs and restaurants, all quiet and sleepy before the guests started to arrive. We glimpsed the lake through the trees and made notes of what to come back to explore the next day. Soon it was time to check into the lodge so we followed the steady stream of traffic back up on the hill where we would be staying for the week.

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After unpacking the car we had a good old explore of our lodge. Theo was so excited as it was "an upside down house!" and marvelled at the fact the kitchen was upstairs and the bedrooms downstairs. We loved the look of the place, especially the big open plan kitchen and living area. The rooms were a lovely size, and we loved each having an en suite bathroom, and it felt lovely and cosy. The kitchen was so well equipped with every appliance and all the equipment you would need. We ate every meal at the house just because it was so easy to do so (and to save a bit of money!)


That evening I put a poorly Theo to bed and settled in for the evening with a bath and a book. My mum and Andy decided to check out the pub for an evening drink by the open fire. A few hours after I went to bed Theo woke with a temperature and was sick over the bed, meaning a swift strip of the bed and cuddles for the rest of the night


The next morning he seemed to perk up a bit so we decided to head to the swimming pool. I'm so glad we did as we all had such a great time. I think it was definitely the highlight for Theo as he's never experienced a pool like it, with it rapid river, the wave machine and the flumes. Luckily he was just tall enough to ride the flumes, but only the big one with me. It was lovely to spend a good few hours there, playing and relaxing. The whole pool is tropical temperature, which was a welcome relief as the weather outside was pretty awful. Each time we travelled on the river we were taken outside into the bitter air, and watched the mist rise off the water and through the rain, but making sure we kept our shoulders beneath the water!


After the swim we headed back for lunch before Theo needed to have a very rare nap. As he slept we planned the rest of our time and eventually headed back out to the Adventure centre. Again much fun was had by all of us, as we played mini golf, climbed the ropes and squeezed through tunnels.



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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort adventure centre
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort adventure centre
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort adventure centre


As the evening drew in we once more made our way back to the lodge for dinner and an early night.

The next day I had booked Theo in for an activity, a buccaneer pirate adventure which took him on the nature trail for two hours on his own. We took the opportunity to go and hire a buggy, and to have a look around the lake and village once more.


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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort
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We retrieved him after his pirate adventure (looking pretty tired out and still under the weather!) and after a stop back for lunch decided to take a walk to Camp Smokey and the woods. Without planning we managed to bump into one of the characters and did a little scavenger hunt and stopped for hugs. I think the woodland and Camp smokey, which is unfortunately closed for the winter, was my favourite part. It was beautiful with the tall pines and babbling stream, and great to have an explore.

After we had exhausted ourselves and had a slight case of water in the welly we popped back to change and grab our swim stuff for a relaxing late afternoon swim. We then settled in for our last evening meal at the lodge before falling, exhausted into bed!

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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey

We were invited to be guests of Bluestone Wales, but all thoughts, opinions and photographs are my own! 

Postcards from Wales; Bluestone part one

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A few weeks back we had the pleasure of visiting Bluestone Wales, a beautiful park resort set in the rolling hills of Pembrokeshire. After living in Wales for over four years, this was the one part that I had yet to have the joy of exploring.

We packed up the car on Monday morning and headed over the bridge with my Mum and Andy to start our adventure. We were staying in a self catering lodge so we stocked up for our days and came prepared! (But actually the village shop stocked a good range of food if you forget anything!) We arrived with an hour or so spare before we could check into our lodge so did a little exploring of the Village. First call was the play park which was explored with glee after being cooped up in the car for a few hours. We walked amongst the winding pedestrianised streets past the shop, bakery, pubs and restaurants, all quiet and sleepy before the guests started to arrive. We glimpsed the lake through the trees and made notes of what to come back to explore the next day. Soon it was time to check into the lodge so we followed the steady stream of traffic back up on the hill where we would be staying for the week.

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After unpacking the car we had a good old explore of our lodge. Theo was so excited as it was "an upside down house!" and marvelled at the fact the kitchen was upstairs and the bedrooms downstairs. We loved the look of the place, especially the big open plan kitchen and living area. The rooms were a lovely size, and we loved each having an en suite bathroom, and it felt lovely and cosy. The kitchen was so well equipped with every appliance and all the equipment you would need. We ate every meal at the house just because it was so easy to do so (and to save a bit of money!)


That evening I put a poorly Theo to bed and settled in for the evening with a bath and a book. My mum and Andy decided to check out the pub for an evening drink by the open fire. A few hours after I went to bed Theo woke with a temperature and was sick over the bed, meaning a swift strip of the bed and cuddles for the rest of the night


The next morning he seemed to perk up a bit so we decided to head to the swimming pool. I'm so glad we did as we all had such a great time. I think it was definitely the highlight for Theo as he's never experienced a pool like it, with it rapid river, the wave machine and the flumes. Luckily he was just tall enough to ride the flumes, but only the big one with me. It was lovely to spend a good few hours there, playing and relaxing. The whole pool is tropical temperature, which was a welcome relief as the weather outside was pretty awful. Each time we travelled on the river we were taken outside into the bitter air, and watched the mist rise off the water and through the rain, but making sure we kept our shoulders beneath the water!


After the swim we headed back for lunch before Theo needed to have a very rare nap. As he slept we planned the rest of our time and eventually headed back out to the Adventure centre. Again much fun was had by all of us, as we played mini golf, climbed the ropes and squeezed through tunnels.



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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort adventure centre
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort adventure centre
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort adventure centre


As the evening drew in we once more made our way back to the lodge for dinner and an early night.

The next day I had booked Theo in for an activity, a buccaneer pirate adventure which took him on the nature trail for two hours on his own. We took the opportunity to go and hire a buggy, and to have a look around the lake and village once more.


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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort
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We retrieved him after his pirate adventure (looking pretty tired out and still under the weather!) and after a stop back for lunch decided to take a walk to Camp Smokey and the woods. Without planning we managed to bump into one of the characters and did a little scavenger hunt and stopped for hugs. I think the woodland and Camp smokey, which is unfortunately closed for the winter, was my favourite part. It was beautiful with the tall pines and babbling stream, and great to have an explore.

After we had exhausted ourselves and had a slight case of water in the welly we popped back to change and grab our swim stuff for a relaxing late afternoon swim. We then settled in for our last evening meal at the lodge before falling, exhausted into bed!

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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
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postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey
postcards from wales bluestone wales park resort camp smokey

We were invited to be guests of Bluestone Wales, but all thoughts, opinions and photographs are my own! 

four / fifty - two

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Last week we were lucky enough to have a mini holiday to Wales, with hopes of spending our days swimming, playing and going on nature trails through the woods. We managed all of these, but it wasn't as plain sailing as we'd hoped as we had to contend with a full blown cold making Theo feel pretty lousy. Still we enjoyed our time, and experienced the beauty of a misty woodland walk. 

Joining in with Jodi


four / fifty - two

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Last week we were lucky enough to have a mini holiday to Wales, with hopes of spending our days swimming, playing and going on nature trails through the woods. We managed all of these, but it wasn't as plain sailing as we'd hoped as we had to contend with a full blown cold making Theo feel pretty lousy. Still we enjoyed our time, and experienced the beauty of a misty woodland walk. 

Joining in with Jodi


Greenman two




So things are slow, some by choice some by circumstance. I think I'm just going to embrace it and move on, at some point I will return more regularly, and with things other than photographs from our Summer adventures. But for now, here's the second instalment from our time at Greenman. 

I took a lot, a lot, of photographs, mainly because that's what I was there to do but also because its hard not to capture the magic of this festival. In previous years the weather has turned the green estate into muddy fields, with little or no places to sit but thankfully we were blessed with good weather for our first festival foray with a child. The thing I love about Greenman is that there's so much going, so much to see and do, but also so much time to not do. There's wide open spaces to walk or take a rest, little hidden clusters of trees and hills around the lake to escape to and it's not unheard of to find someone sat beneath canopy of a tree, leaning against the trunk reading a book. I love that there's no pressure to see and do it all, it's a holiday and you can choose how you use it. 

As the festival is fairly small its hard to not get a glimpse of music, even if you have no bands you particularly want to see its easy to wander past and through an act that take your fancy, stay a while and then move on. Apart from the music, and where we spent lots of our time, is the wonderful Einstiens garden. I wouldn't say this area is just for kids, even though it's perfectly accommodated to them, its a place for adults too to get lost in science! We stumbled upon stands making geometric bubbles, looked at the sun through a telescope, visited a butterfly tent, made our own stent for heart surgery with resin, cycled to power mobile phone charging, played on an array of musical instruments and made sea creatures from junk. And so much more in between!  

Theo's imagination and curiosity was certainly entertained, and it's given me some great ideas to practice at home. (I will return one day with more Montessori activities I swear!) 

Greenman two




So things are slow, some by choice some by circumstance. I think I'm just going to embrace it and move on, at some point I will return more regularly, and with things other than photographs from our Summer adventures. But for now, here's the second instalment from our time at Greenman. 

I took a lot, a lot, of photographs, mainly because that's what I was there to do but also because its hard not to capture the magic of this festival. In previous years the weather has turned the green estate into muddy fields, with little or no places to sit but thankfully we were blessed with good weather for our first festival foray with a child. The thing I love about Greenman is that there's so much going, so much to see and do, but also so much time to not do. There's wide open spaces to walk or take a rest, little hidden clusters of trees and hills around the lake to escape to and it's not unheard of to find someone sat beneath canopy of a tree, leaning against the trunk reading a book. I love that there's no pressure to see and do it all, it's a holiday and you can choose how you use it. 

As the festival is fairly small its hard to not get a glimpse of music, even if you have no bands you particularly want to see its easy to wander past and through an act that take your fancy, stay a while and then move on. Apart from the music, and where we spent lots of our time, is the wonderful Einstiens garden. I wouldn't say this area is just for kids, even though it's perfectly accommodated to them, its a place for adults too to get lost in science! We stumbled upon stands making geometric bubbles, looked at the sun through a telescope, visited a butterfly tent, made our own stent for heart surgery with resin, cycled to power mobile phone charging, played on an array of musical instruments and made sea creatures from junk. And so much more in between!  

Theo's imagination and curiosity was certainly entertained, and it's given me some great ideas to practice at home. (I will return one day with more Montessori activities I swear!) 

Greenman


Ah Greenman, my favourite festival of them all. Returning this year for my fourth visit, and with Rob and Theo in tow this year meant it was going to be different from all the rest. 

We set off from Bristol on Thursday evening, taking the scenic routes over the mountains with views that were competing to those of our recent Scottish adventure. We luckily missed the earlier downpours over the festival, but ended up setting up the tent in the dark...not so ideal. But we eventually made our beds and tucked in, adjusting to the colder air and sleeping outside. 

We awoke bright and early (waaay to early) the next morning and explored our camp. We journeyed back to the car, hiring a trolley along the way to transport the rest of our things, and set about making a much needed cooked breakfast before heading into the main arena. We made a beeline for the kids field, where we spent the rest of the morning in the Alice in Wonderland themed field, making music, crafting and watching hilariously funny performances from the excellent Flying Seagull Project also a brilliant charity. I've never really had the excuse to go and hang out in the kids field before, but I'm so very glad I did! There's so much going on and to do, I'm kind of jealous I'm not a kid anymore! 

We spent the morning hanging out then went to explore the rest of the site, making camp by the main stage and exploring the beautiful grounds. The weather held out and not a drop of rain fell on our heads, thank goodness.  

There's many more photos and memories so stay tuned! 

Greenman


Ah Greenman, my favourite festival of them all. Returning this year for my fourth visit, and with Rob and Theo in tow this year meant it was going to be different from all the rest. 

We set off from Bristol on Thursday evening, taking the scenic routes over the mountains with views that were competing to those of our recent Scottish adventure. We luckily missed the earlier downpours over the festival, but ended up setting up the tent in the dark...not so ideal. But we eventually made our beds and tucked in, adjusting to the colder air and sleeping outside. 

We awoke bright and early (waaay to early) the next morning and explored our camp. We journeyed back to the car, hiring a trolley along the way to transport the rest of our things, and set about making a much needed cooked breakfast before heading into the main arena. We made a beeline for the kids field, where we spent the rest of the morning in the Alice in Wonderland themed field, making music, crafting and watching hilariously funny performances from the excellent Flying Seagull Project also a brilliant charity. I've never really had the excuse to go and hang out in the kids field before, but I'm so very glad I did! There's so much going on and to do, I'm kind of jealous I'm not a kid anymore! 

We spent the morning hanging out then went to explore the rest of the site, making camp by the main stage and exploring the beautiful grounds. The weather held out and not a drop of rain fell on our heads, thank goodness.  

There's many more photos and memories so stay tuned! 

a family walk: mothers day

A few weeks ago over pizza and beer (where all the best decisions are made) we hatched a mothers day plan with friends to make a proper day of it and visit St. Fagans in Wales.

Over the past few years we've visited periodically as a family, and before Theo was born and I lived in Wales I used to visit frequently, in fact it was one of the first places me and Rob went on a date. He was helping me out on a shoot but obviously he was just trying to woo me.

And the fact is, is that St. Fagans never fails to woo me, and this year we were definitely not disappointed. After a slow morning feeling a little over tired (thanks for nothing day light savings) we packed up the car and headed out on the road towards Wales. We had fun explaining to the littles that we were visiting another country, and that it's not exactly like a humpback whale, but close. The sun was shining brightly and we were all blissfully excited about our forthcoming adventure.

We arrived and met my Mum and Andy who came to share the day with us, and picnicked on the lawn before the boys ran off in search of the play area eager to stretch their legs after being stuck in the car. We eventually managed to drag them away so we could start exploring properly..

There's lots more photos to feast your eyes on after the break!


There were families out in there masses, soaking up the spring sunshine and it was exciting to hear the soft tones of the Welsh accent in my ears once more. Even though it was probably the busiest I've ever seen it, it still didn't feel over crowded or cramped, there's just so much space to run around! We took multiple little rests as little legs get tired quickly, and peered inside the houses and shops. We made our way round to my favourite part, a row of two up two down cottages that document the changing styles over the decades. The history fascinates me and I could spend hours looking at all the little artefacts and styling, wishing it was my job to source and create these scenes.


After yet another picnic stop we carried two very tired babes down the path to the other side of the site, to the glorious gardens and castle. We regretted slightly not bringing the pushchairs as we forgot how buggy friendly it is and it would have been good for the boys to have a snooze, but we all soldiered on! We were rewarded for our determination to carry on as the gardens were alive with colour and bird song. The banks glowed yellow and white with daffodils and the magnificent magnolia tree beckoned us.


We eventually made our way back to the cars, stopping for a quick ice cream and making promises to return soon to see all the bits that we missed. We arrived back in Bristol with our skin feeling glowing and slightly sunkissed from our time in the fresh Welsh air. Making a last minute decision we hauled our sleeping children out of the car and feasted on burgers and a beer or two to complete our day. It was without doubt the best mothers day yet! Thank you St. Fagans, and thank you Wales, we will be returning soon! 

a family walk: mothers day

A few weeks ago over pizza and beer (where all the best decisions are made) we hatched a mothers day plan with friends to make a proper day of it and visit St. Fagans in Wales.

Over the past few years we've visited periodically as a family, and before Theo was born and I lived in Wales I used to visit frequently, in fact it was one of the first places me and Rob went on a date. He was helping me out on a shoot but obviously he was just trying to woo me.

And the fact is, is that St. Fagans never fails to woo me, and this year we were definitely not disappointed. After a slow morning feeling a little over tired (thanks for nothing day light savings) we packed up the car and headed out on the road towards Wales. We had fun explaining to the littles that we were visiting another country, and that it's not exactly like a humpback whale, but close. The sun was shining brightly and we were all blissfully excited about our forthcoming adventure.

We arrived and met my Mum and Andy who came to share the day with us, and picnicked on the lawn before the boys ran off in search of the play area eager to stretch their legs after being stuck in the car. We eventually managed to drag them away so we could start exploring properly..

There's lots more photos to feast your eyes on after the break!


There were families out in there masses, soaking up the spring sunshine and it was exciting to hear the soft tones of the Welsh accent in my ears once more. Even though it was probably the busiest I've ever seen it, it still didn't feel over crowded or cramped, there's just so much space to run around! We took multiple little rests as little legs get tired quickly, and peered inside the houses and shops. We made our way round to my favourite part, a row of two up two down cottages that document the changing styles over the decades. The history fascinates me and I could spend hours looking at all the little artefacts and styling, wishing it was my job to source and create these scenes.


After yet another picnic stop we carried two very tired babes down the path to the other side of the site, to the glorious gardens and castle. We regretted slightly not bringing the pushchairs as we forgot how buggy friendly it is and it would have been good for the boys to have a snooze, but we all soldiered on! We were rewarded for our determination to carry on as the gardens were alive with colour and bird song. The banks glowed yellow and white with daffodils and the magnificent magnolia tree beckoned us.


We eventually made our way back to the cars, stopping for a quick ice cream and making promises to return soon to see all the bits that we missed. We arrived back in Bristol with our skin feeling glowing and slightly sunkissed from our time in the fresh Welsh air. Making a last minute decision we hauled our sleeping children out of the car and feasted on burgers and a beer or two to complete our day. It was without doubt the best mothers day yet! Thank you St. Fagans, and thank you Wales, we will be returning soon! 

wanderlust


It's that time of year again where my feet are itchy and my legs are restless. I've been cooped up for too long and I need to run and escape somewhere. I know I shouldn't, but sometimes I want something more to make me get out of bed in the morning, an adventure and some excitement rather than another day running its course, rolling into the next. Not that Theo's face and morning cuddles aren't something worth getting up for, they are, but sometimes selfishly sometimes I want more.

I feel terrible saying that. I feel like having a child and getting to spend all my days with him should be enough and I should feel very lucky that I can do this. Which I do of course, but sometimes there is a nagging feeling that I should be doing something more. I know it's because we're coming to the end of winter, and Spring has been teasing us with glimpses of warmer, longer days spent outside but I'm too impatient! I want it now. I want to be able to pack up a bag or the car today and head out on a real adventure.

When I was at University I spent a lot of time travelling around Wales for shoots or to help out my friend Sarah on hers. We would pack up our trusty cars, either Rennie or Penelope, pick up some sweets for the journey and make playlists. With a road map and some supplies we would begin our adventures to unknown places, meeting new characters and getting ourselves into some weird and wonderful situations...we have some stories to tell!




We spent a lot of time together, driving through beautiful scenery, talking through breakups and listening to great music. It was like therapy, a release. I often went on trips by myself too, to shoots or sometimes just to go. Sometimes there is nothing better than jumping in the car to escape to the countryside and think. Wales has some majestic power to be able to make all your problems disappear as you would never know what beautiful scene lay just around the corner that would take your breathe away.

I'm not really sure what the meaning of this post is, but sometimes its therapeutic to look back at the life I used to live, to remember how I felt and how things have changed. Sometimes I long to be back at these times, when all the troubles I had were from stupid boys and Uni deadlines. Where I was free to travel when and where I wanted, to be working on projects and practicing my art. But mainly I'm just glad I managed to experience them in the first place, to have a friend by my side to share it with and be thanlful that I took the chances.




I know I can find the same inspiration today, and there are so many adventures and trips waiting to happen. I just need to get out of the winter slump, to blow away the cobwebs and show Theo the same wonder that we experienced. And that's what makes me happy to be living in the here and now, knowing that I have someone I can share and show all this to, to see the excitement through their eyes and not just my own. However much I miss being a careless twenty-ish year old, I know that if I went back now I would long to be where I am today. I don't think I will ever loose my wanderlusting tendencies, I just need to learn to channel them in a different way, and hopefully inspire the same in Theo. 

wanderlust


It's that time of year again where my feet are itchy and my legs are restless. I've been cooped up for too long and I need to run and escape somewhere. I know I shouldn't, but sometimes I want something more to make me get out of bed in the morning, an adventure and some excitement rather than another day running its course, rolling into the next. Not that Theo's face and morning cuddles aren't something worth getting up for, they are, but sometimes selfishly sometimes I want more.

I feel terrible saying that. I feel like having a child and getting to spend all my days with him should be enough and I should feel very lucky that I can do this. Which I do of course, but sometimes there is a nagging feeling that I should be doing something more. I know it's because we're coming to the end of winter, and Spring has been teasing us with glimpses of warmer, longer days spent outside but I'm too impatient! I want it now. I want to be able to pack up a bag or the car today and head out on a real adventure.

When I was at University I spent a lot of time travelling around Wales for shoots or to help out my friend Sarah on hers. We would pack up our trusty cars, either Rennie or Penelope, pick up some sweets for the journey and make playlists. With a road map and some supplies we would begin our adventures to unknown places, meeting new characters and getting ourselves into some weird and wonderful situations...we have some stories to tell!




We spent a lot of time together, driving through beautiful scenery, talking through breakups and listening to great music. It was like therapy, a release. I often went on trips by myself too, to shoots or sometimes just to go. Sometimes there is nothing better than jumping in the car to escape to the countryside and think. Wales has some majestic power to be able to make all your problems disappear as you would never know what beautiful scene lay just around the corner that would take your breathe away.

I'm not really sure what the meaning of this post is, but sometimes its therapeutic to look back at the life I used to live, to remember how I felt and how things have changed. Sometimes I long to be back at these times, when all the troubles I had were from stupid boys and Uni deadlines. Where I was free to travel when and where I wanted, to be working on projects and practicing my art. But mainly I'm just glad I managed to experience them in the first place, to have a friend by my side to share it with and be thanlful that I took the chances.




I know I can find the same inspiration today, and there are so many adventures and trips waiting to happen. I just need to get out of the winter slump, to blow away the cobwebs and show Theo the same wonder that we experienced. And that's what makes me happy to be living in the here and now, knowing that I have someone I can share and show all this to, to see the excitement through their eyes and not just my own. However much I miss being a careless twenty-ish year old, I know that if I went back now I would long to be where I am today. I don't think I will ever loose my wanderlusting tendencies, I just need to learn to channel them in a different way, and hopefully inspire the same in Theo. 

Out and About: St.Fagans

So Spring is here! We planned earlier this week to get up on Saturday and drive over to Wales. We wanted to do something different and get out the house, and well get out of Bristol too. I have visited St.Fagans Welsh history museum quite a few times, but haven't been in over a year now.

We decided to go here because there is tons to do, it's free and it's mostly outside. We were hoping that the weather would be ok, but we were treated to some lovely warm sunshine the whole day. It was great to be out walking around, feeling refreshed. I find that, however great Bristol is, sometimes I get a bit suffocated, there's not a whole lot to do that is family friendly and free, and sometimes it's nice to just get out of the city into the countryside. I've also been hankering to go back to Wales, it's been a long time, and I miss it so much! Driving the familiar roads and seeing the countryside made my heart glad. Sometimes we do think about moving back to Wales, one day maybe...

Anyway, back to St.Fagans. It's an open air history museum of Welsh life, and there are replica houses and shops made out as to how they would have look through the ages. My favourites are the local store and the row of terraced cottages that jumps through different centuries. There is a working bakery selling amazing bread and cheesy buns, a working blacksmith, miller, saddler and weaver and even a clog maker! I met and spent time with these people a while ago whilst I was doing a photography project on traditional crafts.

So here are some pictures of our fun day out...there are quite a few

   

 After a lovely walk around we stopped for a picnic we made, sitting in the sunshine. It was just perfect! Theo had a good old walk around exploring, he's so fast at walking now and was just off as soon as we put him down!


It was such a lovely day, and we were thoroughly tired out after all of our fresh air and walking. We decided to have a little trip into Cardiff before we headed home. I love Cardiff and it was so nice to go back to somewhere so familiar, I really do miss it. We had such a lovely family day out, and it didn't cost much money at all, we really need to start planning to do days out (that are cheap!) for our weekends, because it makes all the difference to our moods and how we enjoy spending time as a family. I'm so excited that Spring is making an appearance, it really is my favourite time of year!

Sorry for so many photos, we got a bit snap happy!

Out and About: St.Fagans

So Spring is here! We planned earlier this week to get up on Saturday and drive over to Wales. We wanted to do something different and get out the house, and well get out of Bristol too. I have visited St.Fagans Welsh history museum quite a few times, but haven't been in over a year now.

We decided to go here because there is tons to do, it's free and it's mostly outside. We were hoping that the weather would be ok, but we were treated to some lovely warm sunshine the whole day. It was great to be out walking around, feeling refreshed. I find that, however great Bristol is, sometimes I get a bit suffocated, there's not a whole lot to do that is family friendly and free, and sometimes it's nice to just get out of the city into the countryside. I've also been hankering to go back to Wales, it's been a long time, and I miss it so much! Driving the familiar roads and seeing the countryside made my heart glad. Sometimes we do think about moving back to Wales, one day maybe...

Anyway, back to St.Fagans. It's an open air history museum of Welsh life, and there are replica houses and shops made out as to how they would have look through the ages. My favourites are the local store and the row of terraced cottages that jumps through different centuries. There is a working bakery selling amazing bread and cheesy buns, a working blacksmith, miller, saddler and weaver and even a clog maker! I met and spent time with these people a while ago whilst I was doing a photography project on traditional crafts.

So here are some pictures of our fun day out...there are quite a few

   

 After a lovely walk around we stopped for a picnic we made, sitting in the sunshine. It was just perfect! Theo had a good old walk around exploring, he's so fast at walking now and was just off as soon as we put him down!


It was such a lovely day, and we were thoroughly tired out after all of our fresh air and walking. We decided to have a little trip into Cardiff before we headed home. I love Cardiff and it was so nice to go back to somewhere so familiar, I really do miss it. We had such a lovely family day out, and it didn't cost much money at all, we really need to start planning to do days out (that are cheap!) for our weekends, because it makes all the difference to our moods and how we enjoy spending time as a family. I'm so excited that Spring is making an appearance, it really is my favourite time of year!

Sorry for so many photos, we got a bit snap happy!