For the final day of our holiday it mostly rained and looked set in for the day.
Not being able to venture too far afield (stoopid mutha flippin, plopper of a boiler repair company - apologies for the language) and with nothing particularly of indoorsy type fun open, I booked myself and the wee ones a ticket for Kendal museum.
It’s a curious little place and doesn’t take long to wander around, but it was a pleasant hour looking at some of its weird and wonderful offerings.
I snapped this picture on my phone, which is playing up a bit at present, so I couldn’t see right away what I’d taken. It’s only when I looked after that I could see that m’boy had really committed to the “look scared’ direction.
As for the youngest, well, she looks pretty much exactly as I would expect: excited by the prospect of being attacked by a polar bear.
It’s been a brilliant family focussed few days and as the sun is to Superman, so my children are to me.
Feeling fine and ready to keep moving forward!