weekend away

Last night was a mess. Our car broke down mid way to Cleethorpes handily at a services. We finally arrived home at 1.30 am. We got up this morning at 6am, plonked the kiddies still half asleep and in their pjs into my little car, and hit the road again. But we've arrived, and we're going to have fun.

We've come to Cleethorpes to stay in the Haven holiday camp, paid for with vouchers from the Sun newspaper. One of my friends lives in Cleethorpes, and another who lives in London (both very wonderful Uni friends) had come to visit too. Here they are with Miss pink on the beach while we watched the boys having a go at flying kites.

I love these girls. I also love that we can pick up where we left off. And so do the mini pinks, they adore them, and that makes things all the more easy.

So today I had a little ride on Emma's Bobbin Brownie bicycle. Drank copius amounts of tea to keep awake. Carried a "tree" around Cleethorpes ( a branch that Miss Pink had claimed from an onsite bush), flown a kite, had pizza, and settled into a very nice caravan. It's good this being away lark.