Yep, a woman's work is never done!
Opening birthday presents in the lounge.
Pip eating at her own special table.
Yummy cakes and a view from the dining area leading off from the kitchen.
Luscious and light and filled with buttercream and blackcurrant conserve.
Spare bedroom, currently full of Kathryn's stuff!
The house truly is lovely and is a far cry from mine and Dave's first house, which had less than desirable carpets and all of our furniture was cast offs from family and friends!! Happy Days!!
Since the kids were full of cake and energy we popped in at the Dock Museum. We had a quick look at the exhibits whilst waiting for Dave's mum to arrive. Bless her she was a real sport, abandoning her fish pie making for an impromptu visit with us all:
Pip smelling the roses.
Pip climbing on a sandstone structure representing part of the Abbey which, sadly was part of the disolution of the monestaries ordered by Henry VIII in the Sixteenth Century. Many buildings in the area are made of this particular red rock.
(DH note: Permo-Triasic sandstone)
Burning off energy in the playground.
Mum and I having a five minute catch up.
Soon it was time to make another set of goodbyes and hit the road home. True to form Pip's eyes closed once on the open road, we had an hour and half journey ahead of us at the wrong time of day! Hmm, what to do?
Twenty minutes into our journey we stopped off here for the kids and they were not the only one's letting off steam:
Haverthwaite Railway saved the day!
(DH note: the driver is DH's former science and maths teacher!)
There was plenty to see and do as the kids got to try out the newly made chidren's playground:
An all round success!
We arrived home just in time for an easy tea of beans and toast. A question though: How come the house looked like a bomb site within twenty minutes of arriving home? Yep, a parents work is never done!