What is the best thing about living in a country with a tradition of eating, drinking and socialising late into the evening? At 8.30 on a Sunday morning Lake Maggiore is ours and ours alone, well apart from the odd eager duck ready to please its first visitors of the day.
Little Trekkers Ambassadors
We must have the best customers in the World. They have been telling us for years about all the great things they get out and do with their families and we thought it was about time the World knew about it. This is not a ‘Places to go with the kids’ resource in a traditional sense. There’s lots of good websites out there already that can tell you the opening times and entry costs into the many hundreds of attractions that there are across the country.
This is about real experiences, in real places, by real families who get out there in this magnificent country of ours and do stuff. Great stuff! Stuff that you will look back on and remember for the rest of your life. Places that you may never have thought to go, things that you may never have thought to do. Told by those who have been there and done it, and want to pass it on to inspire other families to do the same. These are our Little Trekkers Ambassadors. They lead the way ….
We took a trip to Kuala Lumpur recently when Daddy had to go there with work. It's amazing how adaptable children can be! The children, with blonde hair and blue eyes were the constant centre of attention but they took it in their stride giving everyone lots of smiles.
We took a stroll up Penshaw Monument this week. Positioned on a hilltop, Penshaw Monument is a Sunderland landmark. Our wee man Alex has been poorly sick this week so Daddy carried him up on his shoulders. Ben on the other hand quickly made his way to the top.
It is a well known fact that having young children makes you forget things. When they are very young, it takes you three hours to get everything to go to the beach. When you get there, there is always something that you have forgotten. Never mind, you can always improvise and use whatever nature has provided for you.
I guess we are an unusual family in that we spend part of our time in the UK and part of our time in Italy. This means that every product we buy for Arlo has to make the grade if it's going to take up precious luggage space on one of our many adventures. In the last year Arlo has been carried around The Peak District, sledging in the Italian Alps, and sailing on the Italian lakes.
We enjoyed a family day out at Marsden beach on Saturday (19th March). The weather was unusually pleasant for this time of year and Ben was even brave enough to dip in the North Sea (Mammy, Daddy and Alex weren’t quite as brave).
We've had a lovely, hot Summer this year, with the highlight being a 10 day road trip to Argentina in our new (to us) Mitsubishi Delica - 4x4, absolutely essential in this terrain. It takes a mere 5 hours to drive from here to San Martin de los Andes (including an hour's boat trip across a beautiful lake), where we camped for a night before heading down to Villa la Angostura on the banks of the Lago Nahuel Huapi.
Well, we are packed and ready for the long journey to the IFSS Sleddog World Championships, Norway where my Husband Leigh will be competing against some of the best Sprint Teams in the World!
Well this weekend we didn’t get far at all but as the weather was so nice we had to have a walk out and exercise the dog. Mira was lucky enough to get a ride on a horse called Kes, she is 16.1 hands high but Mira didn’t care.
With Reuben still wearing his pyjamas after Red Nose Day at school, Orla and I headed out on the bike to make the most of the Spring sunshine. Orla is becoming an increasingly keen cyclist (well passenger) and has taken to standing pointing at her bike helmet shouting BIKE. Today she went one stage further and brought me her bike seat from the garage as I arrived back from work.
Our private beach in front of our house is a smorgasbord of shellfish delights. Ronan and John took advantage of an extremely low tide to gather razor shells, whelks, cockles and smizzlings (sorry only know the Shetland word for them)!
It was Dolly’s first day sailing on a cold overcast day in the Medway, so it was important that Dolly was well wrapped and cared for. The first toddler tantrum came when Charlotte realised that her little arms were not going to be able cuddle Dolly with a life jacket on. This had DISASTER written all over it.