As promised , here are finally some pictures from our holiday in the Lake District. The girls travelled beautifully, bribed with all manner of plastic tat courtesy of Mr. Tesco. Favourites on the way up were cuddly small Night Garden toys, and on the way back, would you believe it, a pencil sharpener. Personally I'd have gone for the multicoloured pop-a-point pencils, but then I am not 2. Or 5.
We had rented a house in Troutbeck, which is up the hill from Ambleside. We shared with my sister and brother-in-law and their little girl so we went for a big house and ended up having a wing each!!!
The views of and from the garden were stunning, and the kitchen was bigger than the ground floor of our house, but we kept consoling ourselves with the thought that it would be unbelievably difficult to drive up the hill in the winter.
Bear and I like to walk, and the girls were keen to have a go too. We only had wellies and Doodles with us for them, so when we spotted these tiny pink walking shoes, we couldn't resist them. Elsie liked them very much, so much so that she says next time she would like to have proper waterproof boots, a walking stick and a breathable jacket if you please!
Both girls were keen on rock scrambling and clambering up slopes, and giving me kittens by jumping down from boulder to boulder.
I was amazed they got up some of the slopes they did, and one day we walked up from the house to Wansfell Pike. We had a picnic on the way,
and the girls made it up from the steep path onto the fell itself. I drew the line at letting them up the final push as they were tired, and it was steep and windy and I just wasn't sure we could get them both safely up & down. At the end of the day Millie had a well earned kip on the garden bench.
We did the obligatory boat trip on Ullswater; there's a reason why everyone does it, and that's because it is quite stunning:
We climbed off the boat at Howtown for some stick fishing and throwing stones into the lake (avoiding the ducks, panic not!) then back to Glenridding for afternoon tea.
We revisited Tarn Hows to feed the geese and gaze out at the Langdales, and to picnic and fish at the edge of the lake,
and one day took a breathtaking drive over Honister Pass to Buttermere. Millie was carried a long way on Bear's shoulders, but Elsie, being a Big Girl, walked for miles and miles. And has asked if we can go bakc again next year. Fine by me ...