Project 365 2018 Week 33 Days 224 – 230
Sunday 12th August – Day 224
We left Suzanne’s after breakfast and headed back along the A40 to home. I think we’d worn her out and I was certainly shattered too when we got home.
I sent Daddy P and my son off to the garage to play trains while I had a bit of peace and quiet with a cuppa.
Brewster has been fighting while I’ve been away and has a few scratches on his face and a couple of cuts around his neck. He was feeling a little sorry for himself when we got home.
Monday 13th August – Day 225
I could have easily gone back to sleep this morning but was in work for a couple of hours instead. The weekend has really taken it out of me. Not my son though! Who is still full of beans and on full volume.
He’s never bothered about his clothes really, but today when I asked him to walk to the local shop with me he had a full on meltdown. Not about going to the shop but about being seen in public in the dinosaur t-shirt he was wearing. He decided that this top was acceptable, long sleeves and all.
Tuesday 14th August – Day 226
We’d been invited to a garden centre in Banbury to join a workshop in the morning with lunch afterwards. We had time to pop to Clarks to get my son’s feet measured. He has school shoes covering two sizes thanks to reviews but I knew he was well overdue for a sizing check for his casual shoes. I was right, new casual shoes needed. I think the assistant thought I was mad when I turned down every pair of trainers she brought out. Trainers are only for PE in this household, talking of which he needed new ones of those too, so over to Sports Direct for cheap and cheerful ones.
The workshop was excellent, I’d been a bit concerned about having to take my son with me, but he loved it and this was probably more his creation than mine really.
I had DSLR camera dramas. The shutter wouldn’t close when we were in Banbury and I had to use my phone camera for the review trip. When we got home I fiddled with the battery and changed lens but still had the issue. Back in the car and down to our local camera shop. One person there was also stumped. Someone else picked it up and it started to work again. She’d done nothing to it. Fingers crossed it keeps behaving but I think a service is probably in order.
Wednesday 15th August – Day 227
We headed off to Derbyshire to spend a few days with my best friend. The motorways behaved and we made good time. My son loves visiting her and knows the area well now, so we had a lovely walk along the old railway line for dinner and he was soon fast asleep leaving us to have a good catch up over a few drinks.
Thursday 16th August – Day 228
It rained overnight but was dry all day thankfully. We headed off on a two-hour walk to explore the area around Cloud Hill Quarry. The photo doesn’t do it justice, it is huge. We heard the 1pm blasting siren warning and felt the earth move. It’s fascinating how well camouflaged the quarry is from the surrounding landscape.
We decided we’d walk to a village pub rather than driving somewhere for dinner. It was a good call, the food at The Bulls Head in Wilson was fab and the hour round walk saw my son fall straight asleep again. Result.
Friday 17th August – Day 229
The ‘stop taking photos’ frown. We enjoyed a local walk before heading back to my friends for lunch and then got back on the motorway to head home. Typical Friday traffic even though it was well before rush hour, saw us crawl back to Oxfordshire.
Saturday 18th August – Day 230
A special day. If you’ve followed the blog for any length of time you will know that my Dad is a keen entomologist who has shared his knowledge on all things insect related with us all my life, and now with my son too. Today the Amateur Entomologists’ Society held a meet up on Headley Heath in honour of my Dad and to mark 60 years of his love of entomology in the place it all began. I felt it was only right that my son and I should attend so we headed off down the motorway.
We were lent a couple of nets and were soon joining in with the search for bugs of all shapes and sizes to be recorded. I impressed my son by catching a couple of grasshoppers in my net. We took photos of them and then set them free again. My son had a ball, and of course he had a stick with him at all times.
Later in the afternoon we said our good byes and headed to Polesden Lacey for a toilet stop (showing my age) and then on to Claremont Gardens, before headed back up the motorway. It’s been a lovely, tiring day.