After our ropes course adventure a few months ago in Landmark our traditional November trip to CenterParcs was much awaited because we knew there would be an even bigger and better opportunity for Tree Trekking.

I remember reading Kerry's blogs about Harry's adventures on his balance bike back when James was a tiny baby and knew we just had to get James one too. We were far too eager and rushed out and brought one and then had to wait till just before he was two when he finally grew into it.

This year’s main holiday was a week in Shell Island, near Harlech. Colette had camped here in her early 20s and had great memories, so we went to create some of our own.

Sophie has most definitely found her feet and is on the go constantly. This could only mean one thing; she was ready for her first proper hill.

James, loves trains and can spot anything train related a mile off. It took him all of a couple of minutes to spot the train line for the Leadhills and Wanlockhead narrow gauge railway, high up on the hillside behind our holiday cottage and was asking to go on it before we'd even managed to all get inside.

There’s nothing like an imminent house move to make you appreciate all the fantastic places that are right on your doorstop. So for our last week on the Wirral, we promised ourselves we would head somewhere different every day for our afternoon dog walk.

97 miles, 6 canals, 92 locks, 5 tunnels, and one energetic, inquisitive toddler on a boat – what can go wrong? Pretty much each year we join a group of friends exploring different parts of the British waterways by narrowboat, this year we were to attempt the Cheshire Ring, a circular route exploring the landscape and industrial heritage in and around Manchester.