At 5am this morning, I eventually managed to climb into bed after being up all night desperately trying to complete and submit my third uni assignment of the year. Oh the plans and intentions I had to get it done far in advance, that was until, well life just happened and I’m so glad it did!
You see I was meant to spend the entire weekend studying while Yianni looked after the mini human, but as you may have guessed cake got in the way, again; story of my life.
It was another family packed weekend for us this May Day Bank Holiday. We started off Saturday morning at the Farnworth Family Fun Day, a free event put together to celebrate local suffragette Mary Barnes OBE. With fair rides and market stalls galore, we basked in the sun and wondered through the park taking in all the bright colours, sounds and smells with Theon leading the way.
Best buds and bouncey castle champions, leaving me behind as I slowly waddled a long, like only a slightly baked and heavily pregnant woman can!
We didn’t stay long, only an hour or so as our schedule was jam packed and it was time to load up the car and begin our weekend road trip, first stop Ma-ma’s and Pa-pa’s.
And there’s no place more comforting and calming than Ma-ma’s and Pa-pa’s garden…
My parents garden is an endless floral corridor of secret spaces, colours and adventure. Theon loves it just as much as we do, which I’m sure has nothing to do with the fact that they’ve a massive trampoline and kids only play area!
With the first sign of summer making an appearance and promising to stay a while, it was the perfect day to play outside amongst the birds and the bees (literally), having fun in the sun. But, far better than the slide and the swings or the trampoline is the very end of the garden, which at this time of year is blanketed in forget-me-nots and filled with the happy hum of mum and dad’s honey bees…
This visit was only a whistle stop, to break down our journey to Reading to go and celebrate Aunty Marilyns 70th with a big birthday bash…
Waiting for the in-house performers to take their positions, we had musicians, singers, poets and dancers galore, entertaining the masses.
The Flute-tastic Butlers; uncle Stephen (the hidden yellow flash on guitar) and his girls.
Phoenix flexing those calf muscles in preparation for his first steps…
Now, I’ve said it many times before; my family is big, but what I’ve failed to stress is that my family isn’t just big its huuuuuuge! You see I’m one of six, my mum is one of five, my dad is one of seven and my aunty Marilyn (one of my dad’s big sisters) also has seven kids. You know the saying ‘it takes a village’, well it took an entire school to host this family gathering.
It was the perfect excuse for two generations of cousins to meet up and in some cases be reunited (after many years) or even introduced for the very first time!
I’m not even pregnant, its all just carbs! Just casually walking off my umpteenth slice of chocolate cake; baby made me do it! And then before we knew it was time to head off back home.
Far greater than cake though, is the joyous sound of contentment as once home each one of us fell into the happiest and deepest of sleeps.
What did you get up to this bank holiday weekend? Let us know by commenting below! And if you’ve any ideas or tips as to how we can spend our next family fun day then drop us an email on: firstname.lastname@example.org