Lilly and I went to Mr Moo Juice by bike after school, a nice Oreo milkshake to share then ride home again via the park. We're so outdoorsy at the moment as the weather is still so nice.
I got involved in a bit of a headstand competition at gymnastics, I lasted ages but got pipped to the win but only just. My head was bright purple and my shoulders were killing me!
Wednesday
The parts in the leavers play were given out today. I was a little bit disappointed not to get a bigger part, but I've got quite a few lines (17 I think) with some good comic potential. I'm a one eyed pirate too, so eye patches will be required, arrrrrr!
We also had a visit from Miss Chandler from Park House school about us moving on after the summer. I was surprised to see just how many of us there were going once we were all together in the room. She went through a few bits and bobs and asked us if we wanted to be in the same house as our siblings (Yes please) and what friends we might like to be placed in tutor groups with.......
Thursday
I bought my copy of the script for the play home, highlighted all my bits and started some read throughs. It was raining like mad the whole evening so I spent a very rare night indoors, not at all what I've been used to. It turned into a whole family sofa/TV session with Ned serving a 'device ban' for the night. It was quite nice actually.
Friday
Mufti day at school, so I was up early and raring to go.
Saturday
Holiday day today, we were going with Nate, Joel, Alan and Hayley too. Bit of an unusual arrangement for us, going on a Saturday, at a civilised time on the afternoon from Southampton Airport.
We had all morning to get our packing finished before having a proper lunch and setting off which was all very nice. Alan was obviously late over to our house before we could leave but it didn't matter as we arrived in plenty of time to get parked up (leaving a banana on the roof of the car), checked in and go through security. The airport was really nice, much less frantic than the bigger ones we usually frequent.
We boarded the plane a little late and got nice seats together which I was relieved about as Mum and Dad were to stingy to pay the premium for reserved seating. It was one of those small planes, two seats either side of the aisle and propellers rather than jets so we all got good views out of the windows as we took off until we entered the clouds.
Nate and Joel were only a row or so in front so we could keep an eye on them too.
It was a shortish flight down to Biarritz so we were soon on the ground at an equally small airport as the one we had taken off from. Getting our bags back was quick and easy and sorting out the hire car (well, bus) didn't take long either from a really rather jolly and helpful chap. He did rather downplay an area of 'slight' damage that a previous driver had caused but which was really rather funny.
We got loaded up, shoving the bags into the Mercedes Vito before hitting the highway, Alan helpfully reminding us all that we should drive on the right at every opportunity.
It was only an hour or so up the road so it wasn't long before we arrived at the campsite, reception was closed so we checked in with an initially very stern looking security guard. We all decided it would be best not to muck him about. His demeanour mellowed very rapidly though once he realised we were not a threat....ha.
Our accommodation was very easy to find, not too far from the pool or the shop either.
It was a double unit, separated by a nice deck area, complete with hot tub and full length retractable canopy. Very nice indeed. The grown ups started on the complimentary wine:
While we concentrated on getting in the hot tub, which Alan declared too hot at 40 degress. Other than that he was very complimentary of France itself, as this was actually his first visit!
Sunday
We had a quick dash to the onsite Supermarket for breakfast things and our chance to marvel at unusual foreign groceries (jarred duck or frozen chocolate pizza anyone?)
We got that wolfed down and then we had to take delivery of our hire bikes that Dad had arranged to have dropped off. Joel got a cuddle from the man and I got to choose between two bikes he had bought for me for the most appropriate size.
As you can see, the brakes worked very well:
The beach was pretty epic, you couldn't see either end of it as it must have gone on forever.
It had been a while since i'd had a go:
It all sounds a bit weird that we'd come here without Andy doesn't it? He had been to watch Fulham get promoted to the premier league yesterday so we went to pick him up from a town called Dax, he'd finally made it.Monday
Well it had been a bit wet overnight, so a bit of water had collected in the canopy (and in Andy's shoes that he had left outside).
We decided it needed displacing, hence this team effort:
It was still a bit on the gloomy side so we went to Hossegor. This is apparently one of Europes most famous surf spot, but the sea was flat! As it was last time Mum, Dad and Andy visited years ago. We hit the shops, of which there were many and they were really cool too, a mixture of fancy surf shops with a sprinkling of decent tut shops too.
We had a grand cycle tour of the camp site in the evening, Mum took the empties to the bin in her very usefull basket:
Her bike wasn't quite as at home in the skatepark though:
Tuesday
So we took a ride into the local village Vieux Boucau by bike. It was a lovely easy ride along a car free cycle path through the pine forest. So here I am with a pine cone still attached to a branch that I found and thought was pretty cool:
Tuesday
So we took a ride into the local village Vieux Boucau by bike. It was a lovely easy ride along a car free cycle path through the pine forest. So here I am with a pine cone still attached to a branch that I found and thought was pretty cool:
People in France seem to enjoy cycling a lot more than us Brits as we exchanged many cheerful exchanges along the way.
We cycled through the village itself towards a lake formed by the sea:
It looked lovely, we rode about half way round and found a nice beach, it would have been rude not to go in for a dip, so thats what Dad, Andy and I did:
The bottom was covered in thick seaweed which took a bit of getting used to. Having said thst it was last vely and soft to walk on once you'd got your head around it. We swam about for a bit before a seaweed fight broke out.
Mum and Ned sat on a nice shady bank, eating sweets and enjoying the computer any of a rather greedy puppy that had managed to break free and was proceeding to hoover up all the picnic debris he could find, which by all accounts included a piece of sandy cheese amongst other things. He was seriously cute.
We completed our circuit of the lake and made our way back to the campsite for more watery fun in the pool. The pool was great, Nate and Joel seemed to enjoy it too.
We had a barbecue for tea and then took off for another bike ride to the playground:
Then it was back for a bit of hot tub before bedtime.
Wednesday
Today we took a trip south to the La Rhune mountain railway. The drive there was okay but got really good as we got into the foothills of the Pyrenees.
Wednesday
Today we took a trip south to the La Rhune mountain railway. The drive there was okay but got really good as we got into the foothills of the Pyrenees.
We bought our tickets and were warned there wouldn't be a view at the top because it was so cloudy.
We boarded the train and straight away started climbing the hill.
It climbed quite steeply and the village was soon far down the hill.
The boys certainly seemed to like it:
It was brilliant watching the animals going about their day, clinging to the hill sides although thesheep were way higher than the cows seemed prepared to venture.
The views from the top were as described by the ticket lady, on a good day you can apparently see to the coast and into nearby spain, not today though:
We loitered about a bit, I stole a bit of Alan and Hayley's Basque country cake which was quite nice and then we jostled with a school group to get back down again to have our picnic and a spot of parkour:
We loaded ourselves back into the van and headed to the beach at Hendaye, hoping the sun would come out.
And it did!
We got there just as the tide was coming in, so we had to get in with the boards quick before it was up on the rocks. It was great fun and I loved it, I got hundreds of waves and managed to stay off the rocks until we d cided it was time to get out and go and see what Nate and Joel were up to on the main beach a bit further down.
Due to our rushed nature, no one took a camera so this part of our day was undocumented. Which is a shame as the sun was out and the sea was beautiful. And the sand, the sand was beautifully soft and so nice to dig in. Dad couldnt help himself of course and dug a nice big hole just wherethe sea was lapping up to on it's incoming tide. I promptly put myself in said hole and then buried myself up to the waist as the water then surged in and lapped around me which was great fun.
The surf schools all got out so I got in. Ned was already out the back taking loads of nice clean waves on his bodyboard but I decided to give bodysurfing a try. For the first time ever I actually got the knack of it and it was a brilliant feeling being swept along with the water.
Nate certainly enjoyed the waves with Alan too, not sure how Alan's ears fared though.
So all we have to document the afternoon is this rather blurry shot I got out of the van window on the way back:
We stopped off for a meal on the way back at the lake we'd visited yesterday at a place mum foundon the internet. It was lovely too, a really nice pizza with a lovely view and a vey cheerful and helpfull waiter.
Thursday
We rode into Vieux Boucau again, Nate and Joel tucked up nicely in their trailer and Andy getting mugged off by Ned into a bike swap. Ned claimed to love the cruiser but we all knew he preferred wheelying the mountainbike. To be fair though, Andy did love the comfort of the big sprung cruiser saddle:
We made it ther in no time at all and got kitted up at the golf course. The lady was vey nice and made sure we all had an appropriate sized club to use. Nate loved it to begin with but ended up more interested in the goldfish pond leaving us older ones to concentrate on the game, and hang out with the ever smiling Joel:
It was a good course, nicely laid out and very tidily kept:
Hole 11 was a particular highlight as you had to really whack it across grass to get back on to the green, good job there was a substantial catch net behind.
There were individual flashes of top play, like Mums hole in one on hole 9 which Dad claimed to have accidentally marked down a as a 2 initially, hence his 12 instead of a 2 in retribution. Anyway, Dad played the most consistant game and was the clear winner. We reckon Andy threw the game though in case his proper golf friends found out.
We headed back to camp and decided to cool off in the pool, we stayed in until it closed and we got kicked out and quickly trotted back to the caravan to carry on the water based fun in the hot tub.We took a trip out to the beach after tea to watch the sun go down:
Friday
Horse riding today, there was a stable on the campsite with loads of lovely looking horses and I was quite keen to have a go. I was too big for a pony lap like Nate had enjoyed so my only option was to go on a proper big horse on an hours trip. All I needed to do was convince Ned to come with me...he was a bit resistant at first but he soon gave in, he loves a horse ride even if he tries to be too cool for all this sort of thing these days. So we got booked in and sorted our helmets out before meeting our horses, Ned had one called Max and I got Oreo here:
I was a bit nervous when the lady asked me to lead her out, well, it's a big old creature so Dad gave me a hand. Ned of course had no trouble with Max. We got saddled up and that was it, off into the woods along lovely trails in the shade.
We went for miles, all along the sand dunes until we reached a military observation tower we had seen in the distance from the beach. I got a lot more comfortable with the whole thing by the time we got back and I was really glad i had done it:
We met up with the others down the beach straight afterwards, they had made a brilliant camp out of a parasol, a bit of hole digging, and some blankets suspended between buggies. I went in the sea with Andy and Dad, it was unbelievably powerful thumping waves up the beach.
We had to leave the beach a bit earlier than we might have liked to get the bikes back to the bike hire man who was coming to pick them up. He arrived at reception just as we got there, so that was good timing. I think Dad wasrather sad to let them go.....
Still, the pool was open later than it usually was so we made the most of that until it closed.
We played Alans game Diamante in the evening, it's brilliant fun, highly recommrnded.
Saturday
We had a late flight home, so we were hoping for good weather meaning we could pack up and spend the day lounging around the pool. We packed, we tidied and we made three hundred trips to the bin with empty beer and wine bottles.
The sun came out and we got the best selection of sun beds up in the deck of the pirate boat.
Lunch was a real revelation, the cafe at the pool was brilliant, may I present to you the worlds biggest and best chip baugette with mustard mayo (a goid portion of which I had already consumed by the time this picture was taken):
It was also the first time all week we managed to be at the pool when the slides were open (only two but both very good) and the wave machine was going (not a patch on Siam Park of course but good fun all the same). It was so enticing even Ned got on board with it which was lovely.
We couldn't stay forever though so we loaded the van up and made our way to the airport:
Which was only just about an hour away and we were soon on the plane heading for home to begreeted by a manky week old banana on top of the car where Dad had left it:
Sunday
So while it may bave been a bit of a downer comng home from holiday, it was my 11th birthday!
I certainly had lots pf presents to open:
Before we were off for a McDonalds Breakfast, oh yes this was a great start to the day.
Dad disappeared off to do a bit of Cake baking which was a shame as we all know Ned is the best baker in the house. He did his best though:
Dad disappeared off to do a bit of Cake baking which was a shame as we all know Ned is the best baker in the house. He did his best though:
Obvioulsy as a thoroughly modern youngster I had to make sure I got a picture of my cake as it was presented to me:
We had a ride down to Mr Moo Juice for a spot of afternoon refreshment and sat by the canal in the sunshine to drink it.Next up a trip to Snelsmore to test out one of my presents, a hammock:
It was reassuringly sturdy and really comfy. It was so nice to lay back in it looking up at the leaves above.
Sheek kebabs from the indian takeaway rounded out a good food day followed by the Britains Got Talent final on telly in the evening' perfect, what more could I want?
Monday
I wasnt too sad to be going back to school to catch up with all my friends?
Tuesday
Badge week at gymnastics.....no badge though. At least we could have tea on time without having to join the massive queue.
Wednesday
My Rhos project is not exactly flowing. Mum keeps trying to chivvy me up but it must be said I am rather reluctant. Our vague deadline isnt exactly helping me focus either.
Thursday
Play rehgersals kicked off in earnest today, it's going oka so far. Some of us are still reading from the script but Jess knows all her lines by heart already and she's got loads!
Friday
Den day at school today, which i am always equally excited about and then disappointed about in equal measure when it doesn't quite pan out as I had envisaged it.
Saturday
I spent a most enjoyable day with Sasha and then in the evening I got to try out my new rollerskates with Lola at Northcroft. I really like them, even if all the lace holes are a real pain.
Sunday
Mum and Dad were feeling the need to go out for the day and neither Ned nor I were really that keen. Ned stuck to his guns but I gave in once I started to feel sorry for the poor old codgers. We went to Hollycoombe, and I was actually rather glad I went as I got to meet this friendly chap after our picnic:
So Hollycoombe again, it's great actually, the silly music playing from punched paper being fed through the organ is mesmerising onthe carousel:
Dad was obviously feeling bold as he was quite open to going on the big wheel, most unlike him. He wasn't keen on me swinging the car while we were stopped at the top to let people on.
Since the Haunted House has been back from refurbishment it's become a firm favourite of mine and I went through it hundreds of times.
Having said that, it's always great fun onthe Razzle Dazzle watching poor unsuspecting fools struggle to stay on the seat and not crush their children to death. It was a bit of a shame the Steam Yacht was out of comission, but with the state of Dads knees after a recent bike crash it was probably for the best.
The scenic train ride was lovely though:
I took several thousand pictures on Mum's phone on the journey for good measure.So after all that im glad I went.



































































