Friday, 13th July 2007
Last weekend I went camping with my cousin Eleanor. We had a great time despite the heavy rain and gale force winds that soaked our tent (I’ve had enough of flooding thank you very much) and lifted the gazebo out of the ground.
We went to Fritton Lake which was deserted. It seemed that they had opened just for us. It is a lovely place with lots of things to do so please visit before it closes down.
There was a huge inflatable pillow which we had a great time bouncing on.
It seems that mummy and daddy had a good time as well
After jumping up and down for so long it was time to exercise the grey matter and do some serious strategic thinking. Here I am just about to move Queen to C4 in a manouvre that was to cripple my opponent and eventually help me wipe the floor with Eleanor. The tense atmosphere could be touched.
When I woke up the following morning, I was surprised to discover that Nick and Jon had pitched their tent next to ours. After a leisurely morning, we headed off to Southwold and spent the afternoon on the beach where the adults lazed about talking and talking whilst Eleanor and I got on with the serious business of making sandcastles.
It was a lovely day and fortunately the big black dirty cloud that hovered over the sea didn’t make its way over to us (for a change).
The following day we went to the lovely picturesque village of Walberswick, which is the setting for one of my daddy’s favourite books/films called The Bridge.
Once again the adults lazed around in the sunshine chattering away about I don’t know what.
Anybody would think they had lots to talk about. Will somebody please push me?
Posted by Isaac @ 7:37 PM
Monday, 2nd July 2007
BREAKING NEWS On Saturday evening Brian Sewer, aka Uncle Lewis was arrested for the murder of Lord Michael Jagged at his mansion. Paparazzi flocked to the mansion and took the following pictures.
Brian sewer hangs his head in shame as his guilt is disclosed by the police. Throughout the evening the finger of suspicion was pointed at Babs Crayfish below, who, together with her lover, Champagne Charlie Bunsen was number one suspect for many of the other guests.
The gathering was to celebrate the **th birthday of the sultry Kitty Fisher, aka Auntie Denise. By the looks of this picture, the 1960s drug scene was in full evidence on the night.
Terence Shrimp and Mary Jane Faithless (aka Uncle Kevin and Auntie Sarah) looked fantastic as did Oliver Steed and Wiggy, better known as mummy and daddy.
I must admit, they don’t look at all bad
A fun evening was had by everyone, excepting Lord Michael Jagged, and me of course considering I was tucked up in bed.
Posted by Isaac @ 9:12 PM
Sunday, 1st July 2007
Like everywhere else in the country, Lenwade has been hit by the heavy rains with the River Wensum swelling and bursting its banks once again.Â
Fortunately I had my wellington boots on so was able to have a good time jumping around in the puddles
Today the water is beginning to subside and return to normal levels.
Just before I go, some BREAKING NEWS. Apparantly last night there was a murder committed at my Gran’s house. The police spent the whole evening interviewing the suspects and eventually made an arrest. I’m sure it will all be in the papers tomorrow so you’ll just have to wait and see.
Adios
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Posted by Isaac @ 7:34 PM
Thursday, 28th June 2007
I have just arrived back from my holiday in County Wexford, Ireland where we stayed in a cottage with my Gran and Grandad and my Uncle Lewis. Unfortunately the holiday did not get off to a good start because the night before we left rainwater got into our house and wet the lounge carpet. Worse still, on Monday morning mummy went into the lounge to find my train set sitting in water. And guess what? It rained practically everyday that we were on holiday in Ireland – no surprise there you might say, although it was the wettest June that Ireland can remember. Oh well, that’s the luck of the Irish I’m told.
My daddy took lots of pictures and you can see them on flickr if you go to the set entitled County Wexford. However, here are a few highlights of my week in the rain to whet your appetite.
For the first time in my life I went on a big boat which took us across the Irish Sea. Â
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The day that we went to Kilmore Quay was the only day when it didn’t rain. We made the most of it paddling in the sea and making sand castles on the beach.
However, when we went to Hook Lighthouse it rained like the clappers. Apparently there is a familiar phrase ‘by Hook or by Crook’ and this is where it originates from. When Oliver Cromwell sought to take Waterford town he calculated that his best options were to land at Hook Lighthouse or along the coastline at Crook. He said, ‘I will take Waterford by Hook or by Crook’.
The next day we went to the town of Enniscorthy where I was dragged around the 1798 Rebellion Museum. It was OK. My favourite room had a big chess board with the leading figures of the Rebellion dotted around on it. I didn’t understand it but it was fun running rings around them.
It continued to rain through the following day which mummy, daddy and Uncle Lewis made the most of. Here is mummy and Lewis getting ready for Quad Attack. They went cross country and through ditches barely wider than the Quad bike where the muddy water went over their knees. I wanted to have a go myself but was told that I was too small.
Our final day in Ireland was much sunnier, at least for a few hours. We went to Duncannon and played on the beach. The sand was perfect and so we set about making a fuel effecient car.
It was a lovely beach as you can see and one of the highlights of my holiday.
Daddy said that Duncannon also had the toughest golf course in all of Ireland.
Posted by Isaac @ 8:29 PM
Monday, 11th June 2007
Gosh it’s been a busy old time on the bathtime blog. Yet more adventures to update you with. This weekend we were back in good old London Town, this time to visit my Uncle Jonathan and my Auntie Sylvie who live in Stoke Newington. It was the first time that we have been to their house which they moved into 6 months ago. Apparently my uncle has lived in more houses over the years than anyone cares to remember, but Daddy assures me that this house ranks with the best. Here are a few pictures of us enjoying our time together.
On Saturday we went to the park via a walk around an old cemetary (nice) which was really strange. It was really overgrown and all the grave stones were on top of each other. This was a particularly close family. The cemetary’s most famous resident is William Booth, the founder of The Salvation Army (who I think would quite literally turn in his grave if he knew what other activities went on here – I won’t say more).
In the late afternoon we caught a bus to Sutton House in Hackney to hear a choir sing lots of lovely Elizabethan music. After the second song I asked mummy, in a rather loud voice, if it was time to go home yet, at which point I was quickly ejected from the room for some strange reason.
On Sunday we had a lazy morning eating brunch on the verandah
Later we caught a bus to London Bridge. Along the Embankment there were lots of people performing all kinds of stange things. I particularly liked the guitarist who though great, disappointingly chose not to sing ‘I guess that’s why they call it the blues’.
… and I was frightened by the salamander who jumped out of his box everytime someone put some money into his can.
London was looking great on this baking hot day. Here are a few more pictures that Daddy took.
To see more pictures of our walk, click onto Flickr and look for the group entitled South Bank of the Thames.
Posted by Isaac @ 9:00 PM
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