Easter in England 2015 – part 1

It’s that time of year again – another trip to England to see my children.

I arrived in England early in the morning and Heathrow was packed.  As in 2 hour queue to get through passport control.

Luckily, I knew the epassport gate was on the left of the line, so I wiggled through to the unloved machines and was out within 15 minutes.

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Summer holiday in England – part 1

Hello dear friends!

Apologies for the brief lull in activity – I’m about to make up for lost time, so bear with me.
I’ve been away, back to Blighty, to the Motherland to see my children.
Doesn’t seem that long ago that they were here in Perth with me.
Time flies.
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Christmas 2013 – Tern Island and Perth

The girls all wanted to go for a walk, so Henry stayed home with Jay and I drove the girls a few km down the road to Safety Bay so we could walk around Tern Island.

Fun fact, Tern Island isn’t actually an island.  Its a spit of sand thats well and truly connected to the land.  It encloses the a shallow lagoon that the kite surfers use as a wonderful freestyle kite playground.  I’ve posted a ton of pics of these guys here before.

Anyway, despite it not being an island, the tide was high and we had to wade out across the shallows to get on it. Read More

More from Christmas 2013

Damn, I’m slack – I was meaning to do a post every few days to get through all these, now it’s a month late and it’s not so relevant.  Ah well.

Anyway, continuing the theme – we spent a lot of time outside (as it wasn’t stupidly hot) and the beach, being pretty much on my front door step, was an obvious place to hang out for Ella and Henry! Read More

It’s Chriiiiiiiiiiiisssstmaaaaaaas.

Yes, it is, as yelled by Noddy Holder in that old faithful seasonal refrain, ‘Merry Christmas Everybody’

I hope you had a brilliant Christmas – I certainly have!

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England Summer 2013, Part 7 – if you go down to the woods today

So, you’ll all no doubt be aware that the woods are my absolute favourite place in the world.  I grew up a few minutes walk from there and spent all my free time exploring as soon as I was allowed to go on my own.

So when I go back to see the kids, we have to go there.  It’s the law.

And besides, what better for kids than to get outside, go for a long walk, explore, learn some history, learn about trees and animals that live there, hear some stories from my own childhood and generally, well, just be kids, something that is increasingly hard these days.

I love that I can share just a little bit of what I find special and I love that they find it special too.

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Back to England, Summer 2013 – Part 1

So, after 12 months, I’m back in England seeing my children.  For reasons I wont go into here, I was unable to get back here in February or Easter as originally planned, so I had to wait until the long English summer school holidays until I could get back here.

I was flying Singapore airlines via, well, Singapore.  5 hours from Perth to Singapore, then 13 hours to London.

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Back to England – last part!

We had a day with the cousins and saw my sister’s teeny premature twin boys which was cool.  Ella loved holding them – they’re so tiny!

We went swimming (again) and Henry managed to swim unaided for 3 or 4 meters, which for a skinny 5 year old boy who last year, was afraid of the water, was really cool.  I even had him jumping in off the side and helping him duck down and touch the bottom.  Lesson there, parents, is to get a good pair of well fitting goggles.  It transforms how much fun they have in the water.

But then it was time to go, which is always the worst part – knowing we have a few more hours, a little more fun and then I have to leave them and fly home again. Read More

Back to England – part 7

So, we went off to the woods to see about building a den.

I spent my childhood building dens and camps and shelters in these woods, so I was quick to lead them off to build something amazing.  As luck would have it, only a short way into the woods there was a den already started, with a good top piece and a lot of wood collected already, it just needed fixing up and extending. Read More

Back to England – part 6

I’m stringing you all out here with my England stories!  Mostly cos I haven’t done anything of any significance since I got back apart from work and buy paint for the bedroom walls.  Aforementioned paint is still safely in its tins – sickness has meant that Chez Charlie has been keeping a low profile for a couple of weeks – a lot of that low profile spent in bed, making painting doubly hard.  Ah well.

Now, where were we.

It was another beauty of an English summer day, so we decided to go for a little walk rather than go on another long drive.  My parents live in a beautiful village, so I thought we should explore some roads we didn’t know and look at the old houses and take in some clean air. Read More