It's not the nicest of drives from home to Dinard - it's over two hours, of mostly dual carriageway/motorway. It's boring to be honest, but when you have the excitement of collecting visitors it makes the time pass a little quicker. I had to go alone, as putting two car seats in the back took up a lot of space, so sadly for Craig he didn't see the children until we arrived back with them both asleep.
The children were well behaved on the plane apparently, and at ages 2 and 3 that is always a bonus, and not a given, although Charlotte was concerned that they had landed on a house as it was a little bumpy ! We put them in their pyjamas, and set off home.
We were up early every day - once they open their eyes, that is it - full on, but we had a lovely time, and they were great to have around. I'm not so sure that Arthur the dog was so keen. He is used to a quiet life, not quite so keen on having children in HIS bed, or helping him eat his food !!
Every job we do on a daily basis took that little bit longer - letting the chickens out, and feeding them, took on new levels of entertainment - so why don't the chickens run out straight away, let's try to get inside to see if there is a problem !! Maybe not such a good idea Henry, you may get stuck ! Chickens don't like 'sgeti' (spaghetti) do they Pops ? Yes, of course they do - and grass - and grain. Not just the food you are encouraged to buy at the Children's Petting Farm in the UK.
Pops (Craig) rediscovered cutting, colouring and sticking, to make crowns, to pass the time while Henry had a nap.
The beach proved a firm favourite with everyone. It is clean, empty and provided hours of fun. Other children were there, dressed in coats, with hats and scarves, while Charlotte and Henry were running round in their swimming attire ! Mind you that was after Craig had to rescue Henry from the waves fully clothed (both of them !), as he decided to walk straight into the water. Craig enjoyed lying relaxing in the sun, until the children dropped sand and water on his head. And the greatest fun ? Standing on a big stone, and jumping off onto the sand, and making patterns with your feet - and collecting loads of shells that looked like butterflies.
We took them to visit a friend locally who has horses and goats, and they had a lovely time riding a pony, and in Henry's case, cuddling the goats. They climbed trees, found worms, didn't find the moles that made the mole hills, but enjoyed flattening them, and swinging on the swing that Pops made for them. We visited the park, and walked by the lake, but the bridge and running water proved a hit more than the walk to be honest.
All in all it was great - tiring..........
Two days after their departure, we had friends arrive. Michael and Emma arrived for a long weekend. They were here to complete the paperwork and sign for their new house not far from ours. The weather stayed good - great for April - and we even managed to have a barbeque.
Once this visit was over, we could relax a bit, relatively speaking - what I actually mean, is that we could start on our normal job list again ! Sometimes, it's like having a holiday ourselves, and it gives us the impetus to start all over again...............
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