The Gallery - Holidays
A very timely Gallery for me this week, because I've just been on my first British camping holiday and also my first holiday with all my 'mum friends'.
I'm not a natural camper. My husband, anxious that I was getting carried away with a rose-tinted, Cath Kidston-esque fantasy of the whole affair had tried to put me off. And I admit that I did try to buy some bunting from Ebay to put up in our tent.
But I actually loved it. I hardly slept a wink, hated the damp mornings and was almost tipped over the edge when we realised that our airbed, plus the kids readybeds didn't actually all fit in our tent. Oops. Theo was relegated to the 'porchway', poor chap.
But we chatted, we went for a rambling walk in the woods, we toasted marshmallows and ate yummy food. We even had fairy lights and lanterns around the campfire. And once the kids were in bed (which ended up being 10pm on both nights) we all put the world to rights over bottles of wine around the fire. Life doesn't get much better.
I've chosen this photo of my daughter and three of her friends who were also on the camping trip. To me it captures something of those magical, carefree childhood holidays that we all want our children's memories to be made of:
I'm not a natural camper. My husband, anxious that I was getting carried away with a rose-tinted, Cath Kidston-esque fantasy of the whole affair had tried to put me off. And I admit that I did try to buy some bunting from Ebay to put up in our tent.
But I actually loved it. I hardly slept a wink, hated the damp mornings and was almost tipped over the edge when we realised that our airbed, plus the kids readybeds didn't actually all fit in our tent. Oops. Theo was relegated to the 'porchway', poor chap.
But we chatted, we went for a rambling walk in the woods, we toasted marshmallows and ate yummy food. We even had fairy lights and lanterns around the campfire. And once the kids were in bed (which ended up being 10pm on both nights) we all put the world to rights over bottles of wine around the fire. Life doesn't get much better.
I've chosen this photo of my daughter and three of her friends who were also on the camping trip. To me it captures something of those magical, carefree childhood holidays that we all want our children's memories to be made of:
posted by solveig at
7:13 PM
7 Comments:
I so love camping, haven't done it yet with the twins, can't wait but need a bigger tent.
"Theo was relegated to the 'porchway"
That made me laugh.
That's a lovely picture. Fab that you caught them unaware.
What a brilliant picture, they're all so engrossed in their little world. It's great when life's so simple.
Succh a cute picture!
Its a lovely photo and sounds like it was a great weekend. I find it is like getting twice the amount of time away it is so relaxing:) Jen
Thanks for all your comments.
I am now a camping convert - though will probably invest in a more modern tent next time we go...
S x
Hi S, thanks for your comment on my transitions post. I grew up mostly in the middle east too - Israel, Syria, India, Pakistan, Cyprus. I am mostly glad of my childhood too, after all, I wouldn't be me. But it also feels good to finally be able to acknowledge what was hard about it.
T x
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