Where we go and what we see
The week before we went away on our summer holiday, a friend couldn’t believe I was going. “You’re exhausted,” she said. “Why on earth are you going to self-cater in a caravan?” I knew exactly what she meant, but I … Continued
I love family days out, especially ones with an educational theme. I have written about many places in the past, and also asked for suggestions for others. Now, with the Easter Holidays less than a month away (I know, so … Continued
Last week we visited Sulgrave Manor in Northamptonshire and we thought it was excellent, for boys and girls. I would highly recommend it. The manor (which you can see above) is the home of George Washington’s ancestors (there’ll be big … Continued
The children with the Q-bot Whining and tiredness are never good on days out – even those which have gone well. So, if you were offered the opportunity to have a great outing with the kids and as little whining … Continued
My husband has long been accused of “marrying out”. By this, his friends mean that he, a proud Scot, married a girl from London, with an English accent which seems stronger (and posher) each time I visit Scotland. An English … Continued
‘I hear it’s a bit grim,’ my Glaswegian friend told me when I said that we were planning a trip to Tobermory (better known as Balamory, setting for the eponymous children’s TV series) on the Isle of Mull in the … Continued
Hämeensilta bridge, photographed by Petri Kivinen My daughter’s cheeks had never looked quite so rosy. But then again, never before had she tried out a sauna. In Britain, six year olds aren’t encouraged to do such things. In Finland, where there’s … Continued
My son loved throwing pebbles into the sea For some time I’ve had a hankering to take my family to Ireland, but somehow it never happened. I imagined beautiful scenery, friendly people and a relaxed, peaceful, atmosphere, where my children … Continued
There’s something utterly fabulous about castles. Perhaps it’s the unique combination of history, mystery and sheer grandeur. Or perhaps it’s simply the turrets – they always do it for me. So I’m delighted that my children seem to have caught … Continued
It was during our first evening at Calcot Manor that I felt a strange sensation. As I racked my brain to work out what it was, I realised that, although faintly recognisable, it wasn’t something that I’d experienced for a … Continued