A few of the Cardiff girls went 'Glamping' last weekend; for those who aren't in the know, this is a slightly more luxurious version of camping, complete with your own wood burning stove and beds in your canvas tent. Zachary and I were invited, but thought it best to just visit for the Saturday (otherwise none of the girls would get much sleep!). So, we brought Daddy along too and had a lovely time in the market town of Evesham:
The river Avon runs through Evesham |
After wandering around the town, we made the most of the sunny weather by stopping for a picnic by the river.
Auntie Beckrum helps with lunch |
Practising his crawl pose after some tasty lunch |
As always, Zachary is the centre of attention |
Looking 'cool' like Daddy |
Zachary is sad that Auntie Bev will be moving to London soon :( |
Then for a stroll along the river and a stop-off for ice-creams:
Zachary was getting very sleepy |
Resting after some yummy ice creams |
We headed back to the Glamping site for a BBQ in the evening, putting Zachary down to sleep on the soft duvet of the luxurious Glamping bed. Suddenly, we heard a strange noise and I went in to check on him; there he was, lying in a huge pool of vomit! The girls had to request a new duvet cover for their bed and Zachary had to be cleaned...
Oh dear! |
Having a bath in a box |
Happy again! |
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