Two weeks ago North Yorkshire was basking in sunshine unlike the most of the UK. Last week we took a caravan in Essex so we could be near our son Mr J and look after Master H over the school holidays. What a shock we had with wind , rain, mud and the freezing cold. But we did have three half days of sunshine and on one of them we took Master H exploring to Burnham on Crouch. “What’s here?” asks H. “Well” I explain” the whole point of exploring is you don’t know what you will find”.
Burnham on Crouch – I love you!
The pictures tell the story as always with me…
In the caravan- colouring with Grandad waiting for Nana to go out. Note Grandads’ scarf!
Burnham- you can sense Master H’s reasons for misgiving , but then…
A Golden Pig on a Concrete boat!
Warming up in a cafe.. He’s still not convinced, you can tell. But more is to come H.
An Elf on a roof!
Finally a playground! Happy at last, although he was rather full of the golden pig and the elf when he told Daddy!