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Memories are made of this.

on June 11, 2014

It is almost next weekend already and I haven’t had chance to sit down, catch my breath and take a moment to write one of my favourite type of posts. The sort especially for my girls, to help them to look back on their childhoods when they’re much older and, if I’m lucky, reminisce with me about some glorious sepia toned memories.

I’m not actually sure what age first memories usually are. I have heard that if your childhood is a happy one you might remember very little before the age of 4 or five but, looking into this or this post I have found some evidence to she that children do remember way more than we might give them credit for- have a read of this, it’s interesting!!
My first memory is an unremarkable one. It is me sitting in my daddy’s big yellow chair watching a finger puppet TV programme of Polly and the Stupid Wolf whilst my mum made me Dairylea sandwiches in the kitchen which she cut into the shape of ducks. How cute?! I think I’d been to pre-school in the morning so I was probably around 4, maybe a bit younger?

Anyway, last weekend the babies and I took off with my sister down to Bluestone in Wales. Our friends Michelle and Vicky met us there. Michelle gets very tetchy about me referring to them as our oldest friends. I think it’s because she’s approaching the big 4 0…don’t say I said though. Anyway, they are our oldest and longest standing friends. Facts are facts ladies, sorry!

As ever it was a bit of a nightmare to get everything ready and, what with John Lewis delivering brand new car seats only a couple of hours before we set off I was trying to read the instructions, entertain two children, fit the seats and pack the car all at the same time.
In short, this led to someone pooing on the drivers seat. Girls- it is up to you to guess who this was- fun hey!! I’ll be sure to raise this at big birthdays and remind your dad for wedding speeches.

Anywho, we picked up Auntie Raya and headed on down to Pembrokeshire.
I thought I was so clever setting off at your bedtime but, as it turns out you weren’t impressed with my improvised towel blackouts, didn’t go to sleep until around 9 and then both woke up when we arrived at midnight. You, little little, didn’t go back to sleep until 2am and even then it was in my bed!! Although this sounds annoying I actually really like these snatches of time just you and me together. You are so cheeky and I know you know you should be fast asleep but, with a grin like yours, I just want to gobble you all up. It was so lovely to cuddle you all to myself.

Friday started at 6am and I got the distinct feeling that the weekend was going to be one long, knackering chore of trying to keep children in check whilst coming across as fun and carefree, lest my friends and sister opted to be sterilised rather than cope with the unending drudgery of children. Oh, lighten up, I’m kidding…
Despite my impressive psychedelic jeans, I was not feeling the holiday vibe- until we hit Narbeth.

Narberth High street

Gorgeous High street packed with cafes and independent shops.
FAB

Woo hoo! The last time I was in Narberth it was for a funeral and wake on a very grey and rainy Thursday, there was no ambling around the gorgeous shops and absolutely no ham egg and chips and soft play. This time was far, far better.
Girls, you were nothing short of wonderful as we pottered around and, being able to actually have proper conversations with you about the things that you saw in the shops fills my heart with joy. I fully expect there is a shelf life to this but for now hearing the ‘look at this’, ‘smell this’, ‘get this’* is glorious. I especially love it when I see randoms in the street looking at you and smiling. They can only be possibly thinking two things:
1) aren’t they gorgeous
2) isn’t she a sublime and chilled out earth mother.

So, because we were in holiday mode we bought a couple of utterly  unnecessary knickknacks from Jelly Egg and a brilliant Coldplay for children CD from Six the high street– their tag line is ‘Purveyors of all things lovely’, how great is that?! It really was full of lusciousness and, because I was on holiday I basically had no filter on my desire to buy everything, I was lucky to leave with just the CD. It’s amazing. Like the Pavlov’s dogs of getting children to sleep! Risky to listen in the car though incase you start to nod off too.

By 3pm we had exhausted ourselves and so headed on to Bluestone which I suppose you might describe as a sort of small Welsh Centreparcs with stunning scenery.
Like CP it is a no car zone so, once you’ve unpacked your car it is back to the long stay car park and after that it is all about the golf buggy or, in our case, the actual buggy. Be warned people, some of the paths are steep! My calves had a serious workout over the weekend.

I loved the accommodation and, though we were missing an extra cot and high chair, the sleeping and eating all worked out fine (and we are now considering, again, whether it is time to change the big littles cot into a bed…)
The living accommodation in our chalet was on the top floor which was fab as it allows you to take advantage of the beautiful views. It’s more exposed than Centreparcs, you can clearly see your neighbours lodges but, I think that will change as the saplings dividing up the plots become less established. Unlike Centreparcs, the location is a big part of the attraction- you can see where you are and drink in the views.

Bluestone, wales

Taken from the Bluestone website.

We spent most of our time at the Blue Lagoon which I thought was brilliant, apart from the fact that you need a ticket to get in and out. Every. Time. For Everyone. Annoying.
Once in there though it is big and light and bright with a lovely baby pool, another separate are with fountains and showers and buckets that fill and empty.
There is a lovely lazy river plus flumes for aunties that don’t know their age!!

bLUE LAGOON, BLUESTONE WALES

Taken from the Bluestone website

It is such a shame that you can’t take pictures in here (obv!) because, once you got over the total assault on the senses you absolutely loved it and I would love to have some pics of you splashing about in the waves and careering down the slide. Once you’d found your feet there was no stopping you.

I wasn’t in charge of booking the weekend and, thanks to a combination of work and  life I hadn’t had chance to check out the website, book activities and so on and, I am pleased we didn’t. We fed the ducks, played some golf, hung out in the chalet and had a really good relax.

Feeding the ducks

Feeding the ducks

It would have been far, far more relaxing if I had not expected any wifi connection for the weekend because, it was so hit and miss it was impossible for me to do anything work wise in the evening BUT- what the hell is a holiday for if it isn’t to switch off? Just wish I’d known in advance as I took a whole heap of ‘never get time to do this’ stuff to ponder over during the BGT final.

On Sunday we headed to Tenby, a fantastic seaside town which we used to visit when we were small- once the very busy lambing and hay making periods had passed.

Gorgeous Hey?!

Gorgeous Hey?!

Tenby

I should find out what this is really…

It was a beautiful day and one I will remember as long as I live. I hope that splashing in the sea with your Muma and your Aunty, eating ice creams with your Mumas oldest friends and sinking your feet into the warm sand will be one of your earliest memories. They don’t get much better than that.

Big Little and Aunty Raya

Big Little and Aunty Raya

Tenby

Splashing in the waves with Muma.

Tenby beach

My beautiful Babies!

Chilling at Nancy's before heading home. She loved you!

Chilling at Nancy’s before heading home. She loved you!

I love you so much Girls. Today and Every other.

Muma.

XxxX

*You didn’t say this, but soon you will!!

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12 responses to “Memories are made of this.

  1. Ali Marshall says:

    Gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous!!! X

  2. Lovely, happy memories. It’s what it’s all about isn’t it? I will be interested to read your link because memories do fascinate me. our little ones’ brains really are like sponges… #ShareWitheMe

  3. Jenny says:

    Ahhh absolute lovely post. So heartfelt and sweet. Love all the photos. Glad you had a day to remember forever. Family is so important. Photos look stunning. and girls look like they were in heaven!!! Thanks for linking up to Share With Me. #sharewithme

  4. redrosemummy says:

    Lovely post. We’ve been at Bluestone this week. If you go back you should really try the beach at Saundersfoot, I think your littles would love it.

  5. Karen Hannah says:

    I’ve never heard of Bluestones but it looks lovely and probably isn’t too far away for us to visit! Will check it out 🙂

  6. It looks lovely- I’m always looking out for holiday ideas. I’ll definitely look into Bluestone x

  7. ghostwritermummy2014 says:

    Oh it sounds like you had a brilliant time! Its somewhere I really fancy myself, more so since I keep reading about it!
    x x

  8. Sarah Jones says:

    Gorgeous post, Tan! My family love Bluestone-am dying to take Dilbug down West xxx

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