Anyway we had Jamie to stay and unfortunately I can't find my small camera that had some pictures of him with his fishing adventures on. He was so easy to have here, a real pleasure.
Here we are in the caves at the Heights of Abraham. He'd never been in a cable car before or in a cave so he really enjoyed the day. The walk down and up again to see the lower cave nearly killed me but otherwise it was nice to do something touristy up here. Derbyshire really is a beautiful county.
This is the view from the cable car across the Derwent Valley. Unfortunately views never seem to have the impact in a photo that they do in real life, but it really was pretty impressive.
While he was here we went to visit Tom, Francesca and Nellie and she fell in love with her big cousin and wouldn't leave him alone! He was very good with her and here they are together, in a brief moment when she wasn't pulling him around the room or demanding he reads her a book.
Camera found! Here he is with a roach - he was a fantastic fisherman, caught 13 on his first evening here, no big ones thank goodness as John was sorting out the motorhome some of the time and if I'd been asked to help out with a big fish I'm not sure what the outcome would have been (mind you I did nothing with the small fish either - hate fish!).
We took Jamie back to Dorset in the motorhome and spent one evening with Rach, Matt and boys staying on their drive, then went and had a day with Rachel and Paul, staying in a pub car-park (you'll find a trend here).
On Saturday the weather changed for the worse but we had a wonderful day at Tanya and Martyn's wedding, her dress was stunning. Much to our delight William took the service, he was our vicar at West Stour and baptised both Chloe and Tom and was a good chap, who we sadly missed when he moved on.
Tom making sure he was in the picture! Watched by Francesca, Nellie was off somewhere making herself known to all and sundry.
Chloe and Sam, our little girl all grown up (well she's been grown up since she was about 2 actually but you know what I mean).
Here I am with a chicken on my head!
Nellie and Tanya. Nellie really got into the spirit of things and kept going amazingly well. She has Happy Hedgehog with her - the nursery toy that goes out with children whose parents then take photos of him doing interesting things and visiting various places. We got into this in a big way...
Just one of several photos of Happy that won't go back to the nursery!
The camera died at this point so no more pictures I'm afraid. We stayed in the pub car park after the reception which was very handy. Then we went to visit my brother and his wife. Colin and Nicky let Paddy run around the garden and the kitchen so he thought he was in heaven! He was very reluctant to get back inside that evening and a bit of freedom seems to have gone to his head as he's run off twice since we've been back on the marina, just up to the grass, but I think he's trying to tell us something!
After a night on Colin's drive we went back to West Stour where we used to live and spent a night in the pub car park there and managed to see quite a few old friends and neighbours, which was lovely.
Then we moved on down to Bournemouth and had 2 nights at Hurn on a nice little site where we were able to see Katie and Grant. All in all a lovely week away, if somewhat busy.
On our return we had to have a quick clean up of the motorhome as Tom and family had it for a couple of nights up in the Peaks, followed by a barbecue at their house with both families on the Sunday to celebrate the first brewing of Toms own beer. All of these drinking opportunities and I'm no longer drinking - ironic isn't it?
This week John has done nothing but clean / paint / repair either the boat or the motorhome, despite having our wedding anniversary and his birthday in the last few days. He's exhausted but won't give up and wants it all done before the weather changes.
I've done little but knit, crochet, walk Paddy and resume searching the family tree. I don't know where the time goes, but go it does.
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