Sunday, 8 April 2018

Easter fun

This year there was no sunshine so we coated up and headed to Kingston Lacy for the annual Easter egg hunt.  It wasn't busy and after we had got our map and pencil we set off to find the eggs - following a special spring story around the woods to complete our Easter Egg Hunt Map and then exchange for a chocolate egg at the end.

Each egg was quite spaced out with bunny footprints to follow leading us to the next spot.  They were all different.  Giant wooden eggs, some covered with feathers, others flowers and picnic scenes from the story.  It was really creative and fun for the children to look at and enjoy.  They loved running off to see where the next egg was.



Even though it was a pretty grey day Kingston Lacy still looked beautiful.  Thank you for all your hard work Kingston Lacy - we had a muddy ball!

Caroline very kindly invited us for Easter Sunday lunch and cooked a delicious meal with, of course,
lamb. Chloe and Jamie spent some time searching in the garden for the hidden treats and then after lunch they enjoyed a hunt indoors:-

Off you go, Zoom, |Zoom, Zoom,
Search around the Dining Room.

Your pillows where you rest your head,
Why don't you look on your ..........?

I can take you to places you've never seen,
but first type your password in on my screen.

If you're in a hungry mood,
Go here first to find some food.

I have four legs to keep me stable,
Look for your next clue under the .......?

The next hiding place rhymes with chairs,
Why don't you look under the .......?

Chloe very quickly found all the clues but had a little difficulty finding the actual Easter treat.  What rhymes with chairs and the answer was pears - bears - and it was only when she was climbing the stairs that she suddenly got it!!!!

On the Tuesday following Easter it was far colder than wind in April ought to be.  If it wasn't for the primroses in the hedgerows it could have been February.  So we decided to use a voucher Caroline had given us for Christmas at The Mill in Gordleton.

The Mill is situated on The Avon river about ten minutes drive from us.  The creeper-covered old mill is attractive and cosy, but its chief draw, even on a cold, damp April day is its rambling and delightful riverside garden complete with sculptures by local and national artists.

Thank you, Caroline.  Delicious food in beautiful surroundings.  We hope to return when the sun does!!!!!

On the Wednesday, to give Mummy a break, we took Chloe and Jamie to Dorcester.  April is the cruellest month sometimes and today was no exception.  The wind blew and the rain lashed down.
We had booked previously to see Dippy the Diplodocus at 3 p.m. so decided to spend our day in museums.  We purchased the golden ticket deal which allows you to visit five exhibitions.  To get 5 museums for the price of 2  we thought was good value.  The first museum we visited was the Teddy Bear Museum.


This tiny museum is jam packed with the history of teddy bears.  Sooty and Sweep, Rupert Bear, Winnie the Pooh.  I don't know who enjoyed it more Nanna or the Grandchildren!  It certainly brought back happy memories of special toys that were a part of my own childhood.

And, for a complete contrast, the Terracotta Warriors Exhibition was in the same building

I have been fascinated by the story of the warriors for many years so this was a real find.  It is fairly small but plenty to see and learn about.  How they were found and put back together, with different warriors on display.  We all enjoyed it.


After a picnic IN THE CAR we headed for the Dinosaur Museum. From the outside you can see its not a vast place so we knew we had to take our time and engage to help us all get the most out of it.  So we encouraged the grandchildren to stop and look at the various fossils and we also did the dinosaur egg quiz.  We all learned a lot and probably only read 30% of the information but we did most of the interactive elements on the way round and they were really good.  Sandbrushing for dinosaur bones was good, smelling and feeling boxes, large puzzle and we also sat in the cinema room watching a good dinosaur documentary for at least 20 minutes and we did not watch the whole programme.  Jamie loved the models too.  OK they are fibreglass - there's no big skeletons, etc., but the children really enjoyed the museum.


Our next museum was the Tutenkhamun exhibition, which Chloe thought was wonderful with all the shiny gold treasure.  Her favourite.  It was informative and told the story really well and it was great to move around the exhibit as if you were in the different chambers of the tomb. Good for the children to follow.  We didn't do the Mummies exhibition in the same building because we thought it might be scary and anyway it was time to head over to The Dorset County Museum to see Dippy.

Dippy the Diplodocus has a special place in the hearts of so many, probably because it was the first thing they saw as a child when they entered the Natural History Museum in London.

It's one of those wow moments that stays with you all your life.  But Dippy has since been replaced by a blue whale skeleton.

But the Diplodocus is now at the Dorset County Museum in Dorchester.  The Victorian hall being used as the exhibition space is tight.  This makes Dippy look very, very big.  And Chloe and Jamie both said WOW when they saw it.

I now appreciate the true scale of this animal that lived roughly 155 million years ago. There is a balcony that brings you up to a level where you could almost imagine riding the dinosaur.  And, at the front end, it means you look directly into Dippy's face.  A Perspex screen stops you touching the skull, but the position makes for the absolute best selfie you'll take this year!!!


And, for our last adventure this Easter week, we headed off for a Day Out with Thomas the Tank Engine at the Watercress Line.  Peep, Peep!  All aboard for a day of family fun with Thomas.


Jamie spends hours on end playing with Thomas and his friends, reading his books and watching him on television.  Thomas the Tank Engine, a Really Useful Engine, and his Island of Sodor friends have chugged their way into the heart of Jamie.  Both Chloe and Jamie loved seeing all the engines and riding on the trains.  They also enjoyed the Magic Show and the activities and old fashioned funfair rides.  Everything was extremely well run, the sun shone, for a change, and the atmosphere was great.  Thank you Ann and Chris for a fabulous day out - you engineered miles of smiles.

For me the train rides are a great hark back with all the sounds, smells and sights of travel.  It makes me sad to read the following:-

A row has erupted after it emerged the United Nations has been called in to advise how to update the image of Thomas & Friends.  The changes by US toy maker Mattel, which owns the show, will mean the end of Henry and Edward, two of Thomas's friends who appeared in the original books by the Rev. Wilbert Awdry.

They are being replaced in the Tidmouth Sheds by two female engines including Nia - the first African engine, developed with the help of the UN.

Thomas will leave his home on the Island of Sodor for the first time for adventures abroad, in episodes that support the United Nations "sustainable development goals".

I cannot imagine why the United Nations should be consulted on the above.  Surely the world has enough problems for them to sort out.  Thomas was written in the age of steam.  They should not try to rewrite history and my grandchildren, I am sure, are not interested in these sorts of issues

Children's TV shows come and go, but the one about the tank engine that wants to do the right thing is still leading the way.  For those of us who've grown up with Thomas and Friends and raised our children and grandchildren watching the talking locomotives from the Island of Sodor in action, the affinity we have for the characters in Thomas' world is similar to how we feel towards a family member: trustworthy, always loving and, above all, fun to be around.  The biggest appeal of the show is that parents can relax in the knowledge that the show keeps children entertained while watching something that's engaging and enjoyable, as well as sharing a few life lessons along the way!

Thomas came to being after the vicar Rev. Wilbert Awdry took his son Christopher's love of steam engine trains to concoct a story to keep him amused while he was sick with the measles.  In the subsequent 26 Railway books that followed, all the way to being televised in 1984 to become the Thomas and Friends we know and love today, the stories never diverted from the central theme - that of the fatherly figure guiding the confused child towards the right path.  It's unashamedly traditional.  The plot lines of Thomas and Friends are based around concepts of valuing loved ones, respecting rules and understanding boundaries - lessons the children watching the show are coming to terms with in their own lives.  Parents love the gentle way the message is put across.  After all, who doesn't want their toddlers to walk away from a TV show thinking it's a good idea to behave?

The Island of Sodor is like every parent's dream set-up for the home.  You feel secure, loved, supported, with everyone working together to keep chaos and disorder at bay.  Plus, the show takes a lot of family issues into account that other overtly PC shows perhaps gloss over - rivalry, competitiveness, justice and punishment.  The beauty of Thomas and Friends is that these are dealt with in a loving manner in a familiar and comfortable setting.

Every cartoon you flick through on the box seems to be the visual equivalent of fizzy pop and sweets - sped up, noisy and chaotic.  Thomas and Friends keeps the story line simple and the narration soothing, meaning the viewing experience is aligned to our little viewer's attention span (not to mention guaranteeing a calmer frame of mind all round).

But with competition from US cartoons, the story has to evolve.  The new episodes later this year will be faster-paced and feature fantasy sequences.  Thomas will "break the fourth wall" to narrate the series himself and speak directly to viewers.  Half of the 26 episodes in the new series will take place abroad.  The others will be based at Tidmouth Sheds, where Henry and Edward will move out to make way for Ria an orange engine from Africa, and Rebecca, a bright yellow engine from closer to home.

Replacing the  theme tune is likely to upset Jamie.  The Fat Controller will remain, but is becoming less gruff and "more endearing".

Its a big risk for the franchise.  I think the new engines are being created to boost toy sales with a jolt of girl power.  Apparently in its evolution the cartoon will tackle and teach children about quality education, gender equality, sustainable cities and communities, responsible consumption and production, and life on land.  Its tough being a toddler these days!!!!!!!






Wednesday, 14 March 2018

Our snowy gem - Selva

Only a few weeks ago we were on holiday in some serious heat.  This holiday finds us flying into Innsbruck - a truly special treat.  The gently rolling foothills of the Alps suddenly give way to jagged Alpine peaks, with snowcapped mountains rising straight up in all directions.  I must admit my heart skips a beat.  The pilots are amazing as are the awe-inspiring aerial views of the stunning peaks.  Truly astounding.

This will be our fourth visit to Selva Val Gardena - part of the Dolomites mountain range, a UNESCO World Natural Heritage Site of indescribable beauty.  The mountain group takes its name from the famous French mineralogist Deodat Gratet de Dolomieu, who first described the light- coloured rocks as dolomite.  Erosion carved the pale rocks into jagged peaks giving the Dolomites their highly characteristic shapes and colouring.  Reinhold Messner, one of the most famous mountain climbers of our generation, once said: "The Dolomites are not the highest, but they are certainly the most beautiful mountains in the world",  an opinion shared by us.


Skiing the Dolomites may prompt the following question, "Am I in the Alps?"  Geographically, of course, the answer would be yes.  Shooting up some 10,000 feet from the chain's southeast foothills, this jagged ridge of 18 limestone peaks stitches together a region vastly independent from the Alps, like the bohemian branch of a grand old aristocratic family.  Politically, they sit in northern Italy, though they don't inherently feel Italian:  rustic mountainside huts serve more spatzle than spaghetti.  Mussolini annexed the region from Austria in 1918 and pushed Italianization, but it never quite took:  Even today many locals prefer speaking the mountain dialect, called Ladin over Italian.
While  glitzy towns to the west draw in a Moet-swigging crush of svelte snow bunnies and loud-money oligarchs the Dolomite villages welcome Italian families and us, who, season after season, ski it's well groomed slopes.  And amid all this distilled Alpine gorgeousness are the rifugi - traditional cozy mountain huts sprinkled across valleys, villages and slopes offering hearty dumplings and ragu, and the requisite hot chocolate or hot punch (as our Instructor preferred) between ski runs.  Since the Dolomites are protected from the tempestuous northerly storms, chances are you'll get a cloudless sky.

Once again we stayed at the Hotel Continental, which occupies a prime (almost) ski-in/ski-out location and the centre of Selva is only a  15 minute walk away, albeit a hilly walk back from town....but the hills are the hills.  Views are fantastic.  The restaurant overlooks the valley below
and the high mountains beyond - a killer view.

Selva itself is a charming, if low key affair, featuring ample hotels, bars and eateries as well as the usual souvenior and sports shops.

The hotel is also directly next door to the Dantercepies gondola for reaching the heights.

And the wellness centre is the perfect place to relax after a long days ski-ing.
The staff are great, and the rooms comfortable. The Linder family are so friendly and helpful, as well as always present to keep things running as smoothly as possible.

Either you love snow or you hate it.  And if, like us, you love it, you'll probably love ski-ing and want to carry on for as long as you can.  But with both of us now well past 60, are we over the hill for ski-ing?

I have always been a recreational rather than a sporty skier, confident on blue and red runs, wary of black.

At least we still have our own knees but my priorities have now changed.  It is no longer about going steeper and faster but ski-ing more slowly and stylishly.  In short, is it possible to ski safely without too much effort?

So Pauline and I once again signed up for ski school whilst "the boys" did their own thing on a ski safari with their instructor Gunter (starting at 8.30 a.m. every morning and finishing at 5 p.m., covering roughly 25 miles each day)!!!!!!!!




After our "test" Pauline and I were assigned to the fast group.  Help. Luckily our ski instructor, Leo, had just the right blend of patience and demand to get the best out of us in a short space of time.  He assumed the role of guide and psychologist as well as teaching a lot of technical knowledge.  Beaming words of encouragement and leading us, the three hours every day quickly passed, up and down, up and down, and at 1 p.m. Leo eventually took his leave.  At least we had stayed upright:  we were even enjoying ourselves.  But had we nailed it?  At the end of the week I think we had.
Just following in the tracks of an expert helps your skiing no end, I thought, as we carved our way in a relatively elegant line down the mountainside.  Following in Leo's tracks I managed to get a decent rhythm in the turns.  We soon found our groove and passed the week twisting and turning down sumptuous slopes, steep enough to get that inimitable rush but wide enough to feel safe. And I never felt overtaxed or tired at any point during the week and was free of aches and pains, thanks to the soothing jazzui at the Continental.
                                                          The Saslong men's downhill ski run.  Which way did Leo go?  You guessed it A - the black run!!!

and a Bear we passed on one ski route.  (Beautifully carved).
For the boys there are 12 varied ski areas in total to explore and they had a super time on their Ski Safaris.  Val Gardena alone boasts 175 kms of runs connected by 79 lifts and I think they skied them all.

Lunch with Rosie is a great restorative, especially when taken in brilliant sunshine on the terrace of a restaurant. The mountain weather can change from snowy winter to what felt like blazing summer in the space of a morning. There's more to life than ski-ing in Val Gardena and with a little mapwork Rosie, a non-skier, roams these Alps freely in the morning and then we meet up for lunch and Hugos - a delicious elderflower and prosecco cocktail. The word Hugo is a derivative of the old high German word 'hugu' meaning 'mind', 'heart' and 'spirit'.  The cocktail is believed to have originated in Tyrol, the western part of Austria famous worldwide for its ski resorts.  It is refreshing and light, similar in look and taste to the already popular mojito.  It has to be 6 o'clock somewhere but who cares, it is always time for a Hugo.  But wait, what's a Hugo.



Hugo = 100 ml Prosecco
                50 ml sparkling mineral water
                25 ml elderflower cordial
                A twist of fresh lime
                A sprig of fresh mint
                Ice cubes.                                

The one aperitivo guaranteed to have you smiling and dreaming about a winter vacation in the mountains.  Yodel-Ay-Eo-Oooo!

And in the evening we sit, eat, recharge - and think about how we can't wait for the sun to rise tomorrow so we can do it all again.

A week in the Dolomites is wonderful.  There's always another mountain to hurl yourself down.  But is it worth it?

SI, ASSOLUTAMENTE.




Thursday, 1 March 2018

Snowmageddon

The Beast from the East has arrived and yesterday we woke up to a winter wonderland but unfortunately our central heating was not working.  Extreme cold had stalled our modern condensing boiler.  The process condenses moisture in the gases and the waste liquid is expelled into the drains via a slim plastic pipe - a pipe which is prone to freezing in particularly cold weather, stalling the entire system.
This was how much ice was in the pipe!!!!!

Phil was a hero and at 7.30 a.m. was up a ladder in the freezing cold unfreezing the pipe using a hair dryer.  He got the boiler working again but it's time to think of a longer-term solution.
Fortunately, we also have a real fire to keep us warm.

When March comes in like a lion it goes out like a lamb", goes an old saying and this March arrived with a ferocious lion's entrance.  The Met Office gave its highest and rarest weather alerts - red warnings.

And today the snow was even deeper. So soft and fluffy we couldn't build a snowman.  Champagne powder because it was below freezing when it snowed.
Brrr!
                                                 

Hundreds of schools are closed in the UK and Chloe's is one of them.



 I remember when I was a child, waking up and running outside into the garden and catching the snowflakes with my tongue.  Now it's the grandchildren's turn.

And I found some old photos of Alun and Caroline enjoying the snow.  I think Caroline was four.

                                         Was Alun pushed or did he fall?


Snow makes even the most ordinary places look like a scene from a fairy tale.....as if you'd been kidnapped while you slept and woke up in Narnia.

Talking of books - Emmie's school didn't shut for snow but she wasn't upset because it is World Book Day and she loves her fantastic costume.  Well done Mummy.


However, the south-west of England and Wales are bracing themselves for more snow as Storm Emma makes its way up from France to meet the Beast from the East.  Red 'danger to life' weather warnings have been issued from 15.00 hrs.
                                                           I know its cold but...............

Stay warm and safe in the snow.

Winter Bites Back.

We woke up to a smattering of snow in Milford on Sea on
Sunday morning (18th March) as the "mini beast from the east"
arrived.  Snow on the South Coast!

The beach was looking very festive and Jamie wanted to know
when Father Christmas was coming!


Simple joy of snow for children.  It was bitterly cold though.


Hopefully the beast will relax its grip.

March may have come in roaring in like a lion, but will it go out like a lamb?  The upheaval in the stratosphere over the Arctic that triggered this freeze looks likely to reverberate through most of March, especially in the northern parts of the UK.  However, the outlook for southern areas is for a possible return of some slightly milder weather later in the month, so maybe in the south, at least, March may go out like a lamb.

HAPPY BEASTER - weather forecast warns "Beast from the East 3" may return with snow next week - and a "White Easter".  Maybe Father Christmas will come instead of the Easter Bunny.