Whilst Mr Humdrum and I were galavanting at a wedding, Ben spent Easter weekend with his paternal grandparents in Saltash, amongst other things, making chocolate bark - as can be seen here. And yummy it was too.
Dad went home, so Ben and I went to Nana and Grandad's for a few days of coastal walks and exploring. Here we are at the Cheesering. Or is it Cheesewring?
As you all know, the Staceys love their food - and Ben is no exception. Tucking into a Barney's pasty is just about the highlight of the Cornish trip. We also went to Plymouth Hoe, the Secret Castle and Adrenalin Quarry, where Grandad and Ben are going to do the zipwire in the summer.
Back to Saltash to see Cousin Robbie, my how he's grown. Ben fed him as he's on solids now.
Returning home, Dad finished off Ben's bedroom furniture. Included in furniture, according to Mr Humdrum, is obviously a 27 inch TV. Obvs.
Getting back in to the old routine - Park Tuesday, after a day at footie camp. The day before had been swimming and spy games on Milton Common, en Puddle.
Wednesday was the best day of the week (shame we were the only county still off!) so we went to the beach. Well we arranged to meet the JRs there and Max, little expecting a BEACH day. But yes, it turned into a beach day with borrowed wetsuits. Mad dogs and Pompey boys.
A little bottle of Prosecco in the garden for us mums, and army games for the boys. Ben is in this photo honestly, but the Prosecco disappeared.
The last day of the holidays - more footie camp, followed by a beach trip (no swimming) and footie (more?) at Canoe Lake.
These holidays were fab. How long til the next one? Five weeks? I'll take that.
