Hey Guys!

A nice sleep for all, a bit of a lie-in for most and a nice slow morning of breakfast croissants, homemade jam and Nutella for all boy people. We played a new version of Catan which Smallest won and took a long time.

Picnic was made, car was packed and we briefly checked out the beach closest to us, on my request, though Huffle didn't want to go and instead of just telling me, he went through the pretence of getting lost and not finding anywhere to park. Off towards the usual beach but this time we parked in the car park and so went onto the other side of the beach.

Frank VII being made. Mrs Brittas our beach neighbour (do you think she knew I was taking that?). Our camp. master Turtle Builder.

Today was very very hot and the lake was strangely cold. We still went in and had a swim and some silliness. The boys were practicing their diving today, from my knees and hands and Huffle was scoring. We also picked up some big pieces of slate from the lake which may become plant markers when we get home.

Some Gaudi'esque Sand Sculptong, Burying Small (we wanted to make him into a merman but he wouldn't let us)

There was much reading again and some great sand structures. Smallest made a turtle who he called MrFrankVII. We decorated him with shells and stones and then built him a village. We decorated the village with obscure finds and our sand Concretions. There is a big Concretions site near us which I am hoping to see before we leave. Concretions, for those not in the know are spherical rocks (though there is much more to them than that but I will save that for when I get to see them).

Burying Smallest who giggled a lot and my favourite sign form the beach. PLEASE FILL IN YOUR HOLES

It got hotter and hotter as the day went on and eventually we gave in and came back to the house, showered and went out for dinner at Aunt Gussies. Bearing in mind Gussie could be short for gusset, therefore PANTS, it would be fair to say that this place was indeed pants. Huffle ordered the All You Can Eat Fish and Chips and when it came out it was a tiny portion. The waitress told him she had ordered him some more which he was very pleased about except that we had all eaten ours and waited some considerable time before his next plate arrived with cold fish. He could have eaten more as the second plate was tiny but we couldn't waste anymore of our lives waiting. The kids meals were good enough, a burger and tortellini but I ordered the Salmon with rice (nice change to fries) and veg. The salmon was 'meh' and the rice was overlooked and in some parts (the parts I didn't eat) congealed together but the veg was nice. Our waitress knocked another tables drinks all over them and so we had to have an interim waitress until she was ready. Interim waitress asked if everything was okay and I told her the rice was overlooked and showed the bits that were congealed. She said she was very sorry. When the bill came they hadn't taken anything off and as Huffle by now had waited too long for his dinner and was completely unsatisfied by the place, he looked at me as if to ask, WHAT SHOULD I TIP? I said to yet another different waitress that I was disappointed they didn't reduce the bill as the rice was so bad. She asked if I had eaten it. WHAT HAS THAT GOT TO DO WITH IT. It reminded Huffle of a Fawlty Towers episode where they asked if they would refund later when it came back up! Honestly. Guess what - No tip whatsoever. Instead we spent the tip money (and a bit more) on four ice cream milkshakes down the road.

Another late night for the boys. They better not get up too early.

 

 

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