With all the older kids leaving nursery and ned having such a good time i've decided that what I really want is to go to school. It's a bit of a shame that I have nearly a whole year left at nursery then isn't it?
We went shoe shopping in Newbury for me on Wednesday lunchtime, that was a mistake. Unless of course you wanted hideously over the top pink sparkly sandals. I ask you, what good are they for climbing trees and riding at the BMX track? We gave up after three shops. I went to the park to see Leo instead, it was a lovely sunny afternoon.
We're still hanging around the playground for hours after school. We get up to all sorts of stuff we're not supposed to do during the day. Thursdays activity was a boys against girls tug of war using a massive leaf covered tree branch. The boys won out in the end although it was a hard fought battle.
We've been doing cooking at school, apple crumble with the apples from the trees in the playgound. I don't really like apple crumble but enjoyed making it anyway.
And then when we came home we did yet more cooking for the charity cake sale at school on friday.
Yeah, we made chocolate butterfly cakes....expertly made by me of course. We had a great production line running to ice them and add the 'wings' too.
We kept a few back as samples of course.....
With all the excitement of the cake sale our post school playground time was greatly reduced, we had cakes to buy!
There were loads and loads of them, even so I still bought sweets instead.
Saturday, trip out.....Finkley Down Farm.
Despite Dad's best attempts we managed to get there (why does he insist on over-ruling the Sat Nav lady?).
We got our bag of animal food and headed straight for the playground.
Yeah, a great playground too, loads to explore.
And then it was on with the animal feeding. First stop the Llama's:

Then it was off to hold some baby chicks:

They were realy soft and tiny.
And very cute indeed:

There was a novel method to feet the little goats, involving a tractor/trailer combination and a winding handle:

What I was really interested in though was the go-karts:

I was of course super fast on these and put in some storming laps.
And i got the hang of them really quickly and wasn't far behind Ned.
I milked a (fibreglass) cow:

We held some lovely little bunnies:

We tried our arm at horse shoes:

But we weren't very good at it. Still, when else do you get to throw a big lump of metal at a wall with a loud clattering bang?
The best of the animals had to be the chipmunks though. They were great fun, darting around, climbing, chasing each other and generally putting on a show.
I named them Alvin, Simon and Theodore of course...
The big cars and trailers were fun too, especially with a chauffer:

We had a picnic for lunch and shared some bread with the peacocks. I loved calling them...PEEEEEEAACOOOOOCKS!
I didn't go much on the really big slide though. I made Dad take me all the way to the top and then decided i didn't like the look of it. Dad didn't like the look of the steps back down again either so he convinced me to sit on his lap and go down. Should have taklen no notice of him. It was the fastest slide i've ever been on and completely terrifying.
Auntie Trish came to babysit Saturday night...we were well excited!
Yeah we were!
We had a cool time, we watched a program about the sweres under the ground. Perfect for me, all about poo and wee!
And we saw a programme about a really tall man from China who could barely even get in a car!
Sunday we went to buy Dad and Andy some new shoes but the useless twits couldn't find any they liked in what must have been the biggest trainer shop in the world!
I didn't mind, I got to have a lovely walk about with no sign of the buggy.
And we got to have a McDonalds for lunch!
Hmmm, back to school Monday. I'm loving school at the moment and i'm really racking up the golden time too.
We've got new books called Learning Logs where we're supposed to do all our home work projects in future. I probably won't go in for that too much but I certainly went all out for our first task of covering the book:

A Go's-Go's poster that goes right around the back too. Covered in sticky clear film no less. It was a whole family effort as well.
Hmmm, today I decided I didn't want Aliens Bum for tea, I told Mum and she must have tipped dad off as we had fish fingers instead. I also planted a tulip seed in a little pot at nursery...I can't wait to water it and see if it grows!

I made a triumphant return to trampolining club last Wednesday, we hadn't been for ages. Now most of the older ones have gone off to school i'm one of the bigger ones which means I can bounce the highest. Everyone was impressed with my bouncy-ness.
After not having any reading books for ages from school I got two on one day! Not happy with that at all. I'll put off reading them as long as I can of course.
We went shopping on Thursday and I managed to persuade Dad to buy me a proper grown up sleeping bag all of my own, of course it was nice and pink and I think the much reduced price tag helped to convince him. I am of course really pleased with it and couldn't wait to use it on our forthcoming camping trip.
Yes, a trip away always means home baking so we got busy with the fairy cakes after school. I did it all, even cracking the eggs (much better at that than Dad) and gave them a super powerful Ned stir to make sure they were delicious.
I helped decorate the icing on them!
We went out for a walk after tea and I did lots of 'cat charming' with the local moggies. I love the cats I do.
So it was Friday and we hung around for ages in the school playground after school.
It was a good job Dad and I had spent all afternoon packing then Ned wasn't it. We were off camping to Croyde in Devon.
Brilliant, another chance to go skimboarding. With this in mind I decided to get plenty of shut eye on the way down and was fast asleep by the time we arrived at a pitch black campsite after 9 at night.
I'd had a power nap and was wide awake and ready to 'help' put the tent up.
I woke up just as it was finsished (great timing) and we soon got ourselves tucked up in bed with a good story:

As you can see our quarters were luxurious. Even if the supplementary duvet did cover up my new sleeping bag.
Soon enough it was morning and time for an al fresco breakfast. Boingy bacon for me and crispy for mum.
Weetabix starter and a yoghurt for me.
It was lovely, the sun was out and there was no sea breeze so it felt nice and warm. We headed off for the beach:

I'm not sure why I look so sad in this picture as I loved it on the beach again. Maybe I was brewing up one of my massive Ellis belches?

I had a good old go on the skimboard of course and then once i'd had enough of that I stole Mum's super fast bodyboard and had a go on that. I loved it, it was so fast that i'm not going to let her have it back any time soon,

We did some digging of course:

And collected some water from the sea:

And let Mum indulge in a few close up shots:

I also took Dad on a really long wander around the sand dunes, I love the sand dunes, you can run down the slopes and find some really cool shells. I'm not so keen on the spiky grass mind you and had to be carried a few times.

We headed back to camp for a spot of late lunch before heading off to the swimming pool on site. It was a great pool for us little ones, slides, water jets, rapids and loads and loads of ear piercing shrieking.

There was even a cool flume slide that timed your trip down. I think Owen must have got stuck on his go as the clock finally stopped at 39.99 seconds....the rest of us were down around 14 seconds for comparison.

Swimming done and dusted it was back to the tent for a rest before heading out for the evening. Well the boring grown ups had a rest, we played football with Hannah and Owen:

Once we were done playing football I got into Hannah and Owens tent and told them some of my best jokes.....they lapped them up of course.
Once the oldies were fully rested up we headed off to the pub for tea:

It was a cool walk down behind the sand dunes and through the fields. There was a playground on the way which we quickly explored and we saw a few of the famous Croyde rabbits in their field.

I did really well and managed to stay awake and keep my drink upright all night:

But the sea air had taken it's toll on me, and once I got sat down at the table I zonked out. Right out:

They did just about manage to get me to come round in the end though, just as well, or I would have missed out on pudding:

And here we all are, just look at those scary pink faces, in fact the glare was so bright Andy had to shut his eyes:

I even had enough left in the tank to go and play in the pub garden once the meal was finished:

But Dad couldn't get a photo of my mega swing jump. I was asking him to push me higher and higher and didn't bother to tell him I was going to jump off the swing. So he gave me an almighty push that I wasn't expecting and I leapt off the swing from a great height and plunged to the ground, laughing my head off. I was way over his head height apparently and wanted another go straight away.

We had to walk all the way back to the tent by torchlight which was pretty cool.

Even though I didn't get a carry for aaaaaages.

We were pretty soon all tucked up in bed again and fast asleep.

It was speed breakfast and tidy up on Sunday morning:

As I had two parties to be at back home from 2 o'clock onwards!

Yeah, I was not happy about that I can tell you. I wanted another day down the beach, but no, we had to come home for stinking Ellis.

I slept nearly all the way home so i'd be radiant for my afternoon shift. We got home and it was a quick shower and change and then me and Mum hit the party circuit. First up was Ella's from nursery and then Leo's (which we were quite late for, sorry!) I enjoyed them both very much and came home with loads of cake and goodies. Happy birthday to both of you.

And while all this was going on? Dad and I made Panacotta and I helped him do the veg for tea. We also ploughed through my new favourite book from the school library, it's called 'Looking at history-from cavemen to the present day' The book itself is pretty historical as it dates from 1963. There was also a little bit of football thrown in for good measure in the garden and a good dose of lazing about on the sofa.

So that was our action packed weekend done and dusted, there's only one piece of super exciting news to divulge...Luca joined in for the first time ever during Stretch and Grow at nursery.

The run up to my friend Ella's party has been rather an up and down ride. She keeps falling out with me and saying I can't come anymore. She's also been telling Dad that i've been naughty when he comes to pick me up from nursery...but I haven't. The grown ups at nursery agree with me so thats okay.
All the dragon stuff came to a head at school and we've been looking after dragon eggs, writing stories and making pictures of dragons too. Me and Maisy made a quite brilliant dragon picture that has been blown up on the copier in preparation to go on show on the wall of our classroom.
We went to the park after school, rode some bikes, played on some swings, climbed some trees....
...played with my friends from the junior school, they're really good at tree climbing, i've learned a lot from them.
On Thursday we met up in town with Mum and had a spot of lunch. We went to the pasty shop and then sat by the lock watching the boats go by. Very agreeable.
And what about me? Stuck at school while all this was going on...NOT FAIR! Especially when I was hard at work, dazzling the rest of the class with my maths prowess (I had to stand up and tell everyone all about odd and even numbers and how it's easy to tell even when the numbers are thousands and thousands).
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And as if I hadn't been tortured enough I had to go to Tesco with Dad and Ellis. How rubbish was that? I was pretty excited to see all the christmas chocolates out though.
We rounded the day off playing games with Mum, and a very agreeable one win each before bed.
Friday was 'Wear your pyjamas to nursery' day. I wore my best Peppa Pig ones and looked super cool. In another outing sure to rile Ned I went to Dad's work in the afternoon for the work barbecue. I was the only little one there and I got very well looked after. Apparently all Dad's colleagues decided I couldn't be his as I was far too lovely!
We hung around the playground after school and Dad managed to convince me that I could hang upside down by my legs with no hands. Turns out I could as well, although not as well as I thought I could...splat on my head!
In the evening it was Owen's 30th birthday do, Rock Band and Chinese take away!
Max and I rocked out of course, we did especially well teamed up on the drum kit:

While Aunty Tracey and I had a paddle in the ice bucket beer cooler.

It was a late late night......

I didn't get out of bed until 11:30 on saturday. So we didn't get anywhere until the afternoon, the BMX Track again. Had a bit of a false start when I snapped my chain on the way accross the field. Oops, Dad and Owen had to drive off to the bike shop to get it fixed. I don't think Owen minded too much though, he was a little delicate from the previous evening I think.

I don't mind a few laps of the track, but I much prefer the park next door:

We took Kin to Wales on the train, he didn't want to go, but we took him anyway. When we got there he didn't want to get off, but we made him!

Once the bike was fixed and the fresh air had kicked in for those suffering from the night before, we had plenty of good laps round the track:

We came home and watched Merlin all cuddled up on the sofa.

We made it all the way to see Grandma on Sunday without me throwing up again. It was a lovley day so we took her out to a park Mum had spotted on a previous visit:

We did plenty of climbing, swinging and sliding.

And played loads of football with Dad.

We got home and spent the afternoon in the garden, trampoling, chasing frogs and playing on the swing.

Mum did me a maths quiz, I love my maths at the moment. I got them all right of course. Dad worries about me I think.

I've decided it's still summer and have been demanding to wear my shorts and crocs to nursery. I was a bit cold this afternoon though when it was wet and windy on the school run.

Got a bit of a shocker this week for you...no pictures...at all!
Yeah, just words this week i'm afraid, so bear with us i'm sure we'll have something more visually impressive for you all next week again.
So the end of the summer holidays were upon us, just time for another day with Auntie Christine. I think we covered all the essentials, baking, a trip to the park and of course the sound of music.
Which we still utterly LOVE! We also finally got to see some pictures of Dad when he was a little one too.
So Thursday was back to school day for Ned and back to nursery for me. It felt like we'd been off for ages and ages but we didn't mind going back too much really. We saw our old friend Ron on the walk in, we hadn't seen him for ages so it was nice to catch up.
I had a new teacher for the year and indeed some new class mates as there has been a bit aof a switch around for this year. I still get to see all my old friends during break times, lunch times and after school so i'm not too bothered. Anyway, I really like my new teacher, she's also very arty so we should be in a for another good year......
.....or maybe not after all. Dad got called over to talk to her after school Friday, i'd been involved in a disagreement with my mate Alastair which resulted in me putting a rather neat little cut in his jumper sleeve with a pair of scissors. Oops, not the best start I could have had. Everyone was cool about it in the end though, except Mum and Dad who said I had to buy him a new jumper out of my own money.
We went down the park for a bit after school and I did a little bit more bike riding without my stabilisers. Fell off of course, but hey ho.
And after tea Mum made us go out for a walk of all things. I don't know where she gets these crazy ideas I really don't.
It was a lovely evening and we headed off around the farmers field for a long old stroll. We hadn't been that particular way before so it was sort of exciting to see what we would find.
What did we find? Some old tired bike jumps....result! I couldn't wait to try them out as soon as possible.
Saturday, Legoland! Yeah, even though we've been about 368 times we still get really excited about going. Aunty Trish was going to come but she got all poorly on us and managed to escape it. Hope you're feeling better now.
I'm getting much braver with my rides now and was well up for it. All except the fairytale brook though, I don't like that so I made Dad sit it out with me while Mum and Ned went on.
Turns out it was a good idea to give it a miss Ellis, one of the boats got jammed and we were on there for over half an hour! We did find it quite funny though, we could just about see Dad and Ellis through the hedge to keep him up to date with developments leading to our release.
I'm very glad we missed out on that.
I made a friend with a slightly older girl in the queue for the Dragon roller coaster and then, completely by accident we ended up in the same boat as her on the Viking river rapids too!
Sunday morning we we're off to visit Grandma in the morning when Ellis pulled a masterstoke and spewed up in the car.
Thats nice sympathy Ned, I was poorly you know. We had to turn around and come home where I made a miraculous recovery......
I finally gave in and let Dad start my scrapbook with me. I really got into it actually and we stuck all sorts of weird and wonderful things in there we'd kept from Italy, Wales and America. God knows why he thinks any of that stuff would be interesting to keep but I let him get on with it anyway.
We had a trip down to the jumps we found on Friday night, I quite liked riding over them.
But I thought they were actually a bit rubbish if i'm honest.
Back to school on Monday and it was excitment central! There was some massive bang outside at some point and when we got out on the field there were what appeared to be two great big dragon footprints. There was a lot of specualtion about what caused them ranging from dinosaurs to martians (or Aliens as i'd prefer). Anyway, whatever it was it livened up a monday at school thats for sure.
Who would have thought that cats don't like wearing Fuzzy Felt glasses then? Anyone? Not me. Mum and Dad did try to tell me but I pressed on anyway like some sort of demented feline optician on the hard sell and wallop! I copped it from her with both barells (well, paws). I was so upset, Poppy my bestest frined in the world, how could she? I went off to bed in tears, our friendship in tatters as well as my arm.
We were friends again by morning.....

The last few days before we went away then, starting on the Wednesday was water fight day at Dragon Club. Complete carnage and massive fun, even if Mum did completely forget to issue me with any spare clothes and I had to come home in just my hoody.
When we got home we made flapjacks to form part of our homebaking mountain for Cornwall.
On Thursday we had the Farm visit nursery. They bought loads of cool farm animals but the thing that I was most impressed with was that I actually stroked a real life doggy!
The homebaking production line kicked into action again in the afternoon with chocolate brownies and cookies. We're well stocked up now.
And I got through to the final of the Dragon Club Top Trumps tournament...not bad eh?
So Friday then, last day at nursery and I thought i'd hide my jumper to make things interesting when Dad came to pick me up. I denied all knowledge of it but luckily someone had seen me stuffing it in a tool box and hiding the tool box in an outdoor storage bin thingy. He'd NEVER have found that without a tip off.
And it was also the last day at Dragon Club, it was Caribbean Day, think I got it a bit wrong though and wore my pirate outfit along the lines of Pirates of the Caribbean day, oh well, it's a look I can carry off well enough. To celebrate the last day there were double stocks for the grown ups that ended up in a water splashing free for all....great fun. It's been a good three weeks that has flown by so quickly.
Once we got home it was full bore packing for Cornwall and a flying visit to see Slim and Tracey who were very kindly feeding Poppy for us while we were away.
So soon enough we picked Mum up from work and set off, clutching our Travel I-Spy books (which drove Dad mad). John and Sarah followed us down with Andy, we stopped for tea and everything, all proper exciting stuff.
We arrived at the Caravan and it was proper dark, excellent conditions for watching the meteor storm. I stood outside with Owen and Hannah spotting shooting stars while Mum made our beds and then we turned in for the night.....
So staurday morning then, first day of our holiday, all very exciting. We headed up to the camping field to help put Yanna and Fen's tent up and had a drive of Andy's car.
Then we headed off for the beach to soak up some sunshine and do loads of digging of course. We do love a good dig.
I went off for a walk accross the rocks with Alan and Hayley, I was in full robot monkey Ellis mode and made light work of the tricky conditions. Alan on the other hand struggled with achy feet for the rest of the week.
An intrepid group of explorers headed off for the gap in the cliffs and spotted some people enjoying a rockpool higher up in the rocks. We climbed up to have a look, only to find a big pool in a cave with daylight coming from the other side. This obviously needed exploring, so we set off accross the pool (thanks for the lift Owen) and were soon scrambling accross the rocks at the other side before we found ourselves on our own private little beach. We were all very excited to make such a discovery. We returned back to our beach base camp full of stories of our adventure.
Seeing as the weather was so good, Chrissy fired up the BBQ and we had a lovely evening with everyone outside, watchign Joshua run Chard and Oli ragged with his speedy crawling.
Of course there were hotdogs:

We very soon settled into the Cornish holiday mood:

On the Sunday it was back down the beach, we came tooled up with proper exploring gear this time for a repeat visit to the cave. I tested out my mask and snorkel:

Mum helped test the sea-worthyness of our recently aquired vessel (thanks Uncle Den):

And once Ellis was asleep in the beach tent we made another trip. This time we took nearly everyone (including the 'locals' John and Sarah who hadn't seen it before).

I must say a big thank you to John who took on the role of chief tour guide and dragged me all the way through the cave and then all around the lagoon on the other side in the dinghy.

Can't believe I missed out! Still, when you look this good on the beach, who wants to hide away in a cave?

We had a trip out to another beach on Monday, Porthcothan. It was pretty nice actually, especially at low tide when we went for am Andy powered boat trip:

And a climbing and exploring session:

Before we did a good bit of...digging!

On the way back we set off on another adventure to seek an island only accesible at low tide that Andy's mum had told him about. Armed with a ropey map, the dinghy and our flip flops we're were off, rambling through the cow fields (complete with cow pats of course). Turns out that we were going the wrong way and by the time we'd realised the tide was coming back in again. Oh well, there's always next year. We headed back to Treyarnon and went for a swim in the big rock pool.

Tuesday was the day of the compulsory visit to Padstow. We did some crabbing on the harbour wall:

Before heading out for a speedboat ride followed by pasties and ice creams.

Onto Wednesday then, big excitement....the biggest zipwire in the country apparently!

I looked a little nervous before the off:

But once I was on my way I loved it! So I was really rather pleased that they didn't take my wristband and Sarah and I got to have another go for free!

I was too little to have a go. Still, Hayley had spotted Trago Mills on the way, so we called in there on the way back. I got myself a lovely Barbie with my holiday money. She came complete with a set of stick on pink nails for me to wear:

We of course had to have a cream tea at the youth hostel, we love the warm, friendly service....

And the ice creams:

Then came what was the low point of the whole week for me. We had a bucketfull of fine rock pool specimens that got emptied by a silly woman in a case of bucket mis-identification. I was mortified and she didn't even apologise. Still, Mum and I went to the shop and spilt a whole packet of spaghetti all over the floor. That made me feel much better.

Friday was Crealy day! I was so excited to see the goats just inside the gates that I jumped their fence......and landed in a big pile of goat poo! Bit of a false start, back to the car to get changed then.

We had a good time with Kimi and Marny in all the playgrounds and what have you.

Even if the fox was a little scary at the animated chicken show:

Then it was off to the pub for tea, with massive puddings all round!
Saturday then, the end of our first week. Most if the origanl cast had gone home but Alan and Hayley were still about for a spot of rockpooling at constantine:

Andy cleared off on the Sunday once all the homebaking was gone (mum reckons she was sick of it anyway) so it was just us lot now.

We had to entertain ourselves, first up a trip to Bedruthan Steps, which we've driven past a hundred times and never been to! You can see how it got it's name from this picture:

It was pretty misty when we got there:

We had it all to ourselves, the rockpools were great:

Even if I did fall over in them:

Didn't put me off having a good old wade though (bit deep to be called a paddle I think?):

It was a really cool place to play spot the Ellis:

I'm getting all surfy these days and couldn't wait to get in the sea to do a little body surfing like Andy does:

It was such a lovely day we had lunch outside the caravan before heading down to Treyarnon beach for the afternoon. We set up camp and with a little digging had out very own island:

I played on the surf board to get my balance sorted:

While I took to the open seas and caught some lovely waves. I'm starting to get a real taste for it now.

Next up was one of the highlights of the week for me, go-karting! I'd wanted to go for years and now I was six it was game on. Dad came on with me and all the other kids, he loved it almost as much as me. I was of course really good at it and only had one little minor incident with the tyre wall:

Being only three, I had to make do with the battery cars. Psssst, don't tell Ned but they were faster than his go-kart I think:

Of course Cornwall is really all about the bikes not the surf boards. Outside the caravan with my jump:

Riding down to Gary's shop:

I've learned to skid with real conviction. Better get a standing order set up for Chain Reaction cycles tyre department:

Sunset cliff top rides:

And best of all the proper BMX track, on a proper BMX that I borrowed:

And the best thing for me about the BMX track was that I got to indulge my geology passion, here's a few of my rock samples:

The pump track was pretty good too:

I was desperate to have a go on the big track but wasn't allowed because of my stabilisers. Not happy about that, they're coming off.....
I even managed a few gate starts with Dad:

Next stop a proper race I think?

Thanks to our patient pit crew:

I rode lap after lap after lap, until the sun went down and we had to go home. On the way home we saw loads of bats flying about which we loved and topped the evening off nicely.

So that bought us up to Wednesday, and it was chucking it down. We decided the cinema was the best bet and headed off for Wadebridge. Looks like everyone else had the same idea, Toy Story 3 sold out....mum went off to get tickets for the afternoon showing.

And I threw up. Ooops. Smelly. Didn't like it. So it was a quick trip back to the caravan for a change and then back into Wadebridge for the afternoon showing.

We loved the film, really loved it.

And we were very good indeed, enjoying the particularly plush booster cushions so we could see.

No trip to Cornwall would be complete of course without Mum's pilgrimage to Polzeath. Well, we have to let her do what she wants occasionally. We hit the shops and I bought myself a rather cool skimboard with my holiday money. I'd fancied one since day two of the holiday when I saw some older kids with one:

There was a bouncy castle to be bounced of course:

Which found rather tiring as you can see!

We went back to Crealy in the afternoon. It was a fairly short visit though as I plunged into the swamp and filled my welly with manky dirty water:

When I took it off I had all manner of pond life stuck to my sock, I didn't go much on this and as it was towards the end of the holiday the spare clothes bank was running dry so we headed back. We re-grouped and hit the beach in the evening, ready to skim board:

And get some waves:

We stayed until it got dark, I skimmed and skimmed and skimmed. I fell over quite a lot too, but kept getting back up for another go.

Mum gave me a surf lesson as well, got some good ones!

We had boiled eggs for the first time too:

The jury is still out on whether we like the taste of them but we certainly enjoyed cracking the shells and dipping the soldiers.

Then it was our last day and the sun was well and truly back out. We hit the beach hard, especially me, falling off my skimboard.

We dug, we made sand castles, we surfed, we swam, we climbed:

But best of all we had ice creams:

We had a lovley day and eventually had to return to pack our things and leave, well Mum and Dad packed our things, we reclined in the sunshine:

We headed off to the pub for something to eat before we made the trip home. It was supposed to be a nice last meal of the holiday but my ham fisted, clumsy oaf of a brother managed to spill not one but two seperate pints of orange juice and lemonade all over himself and mum.

I was not very popular for some reason, anyway it was soon forgotten (by me) as I fell asleep almost straight away on the way home.

So that was that, all done and dusted.

Yes, i'd like to thank everyone who played Jenga or Nominations with us and anyone who let us drive their car around the campsite.

So we were back home, tired, bored and the washing machine was making a constant whir. We had a trip to the park on Saturday afternoon. Big news, I had my stabilisers taken off my bike...and I rode it.....for a reasonable distance! (video proof to follow) Brilliant, now i'll be allowed on the BMX track.

We also had a bit of a kick about, i've missed my football.

Sunday then, and while me and Ellis were quite happy to slump in front of the telly for the day, Mum and Dad had other ideas and forced us to go out for a walk to Snelsmore, booooring.

Turns out it wasn't that boring after all, Mum knows loads of stuff about the countryside and always has plenty of facts for us and there was also the rope swing in the trees.

Poor old Mum had to go back to work on Monday.

So we rounded up Andy and Owen and headed for the BMX track with Yanna and Fen. I had a lovely time in the playground with Yanna.

While I did lap after lap of the BMX track with the boys, Kin was brilliant at it once Melissa's back was turned.

I had to have a go though and made Dad run around the track with me for at least 6 'Last laps' before I got Andy to accompany me for one final last lap. Dad reckoned it was more tiring than riding his own bike trying to keep up with me.

Which brings us right up to Tuesday, we went out with Grandad and Anne to Bekonscot model village, we had a lovely time, even if I did nearly get my finger chopped off in a gate.

Yeah, sorry about that Ellis. It was even better than going with Mum and Dad because we got to have a go at the radio controlled boats which they're too stingy to pay for.