
More words to follow, but this picture says it all really!
Have had a totally fab, if somewhat full weekend, the highlight of which may arguably have been Stan's birthday festivities on Sunday, but was in fact Saturday when Miles, great old friend/ex flat mate from Uni days came over with Kara, his wife and Sidney, their babe.
Much chat about the old days, who was now doing what, who went where, who had kids/didn't have was(n't) married etc etc.



So whilst waiting for said landscaping works they have all sown a few things indoors. Raff has been incredibly successful with his runner beans - we think they may truly be the ones from the story as they seem to gain inches every day! I am looking forward to the goose that lays golden eggs.
A beautiful crisp sunny day and a lovely walk out to see the Konik ponies and their new foal. The horses were much more timid than usual (because of the foal) but we sat up on the sea wall and left them alone and they soon became brave - one even decided to eat Stan's welly!
On the way back all 6 kids had an absolute ball climbing on the straw bales which are slowly disintegrating, which makes it much easier to climb up for the smallest.

Such fun, but it was pretty cold by the time we headed home - and some of us had to trudge!
When we were nearly there, walking along the undercroft, we passed a wonderful red sandstone cliff covered in a succulent climber. Before we knew it, Raff had hurled himself at it and was making his way up at speed in the style of spiderman. The higher he got the greater his elation, and despite being overtaken by a 10 year old (showing off and not realising the importance to Raff of conquering the 'mountain'), he got to the top and declared himself "the winner!!" It doesn't look so remarkable in the pictures but it was almost completely vertical.
For Penny and I watching, slightly anxiously, from the bottom, it was quite emotional. This is the boy who used to fall over flat ground and about who we sometimes worry about climbing the stairs!
We started just outside a village called xxxxx (Penny please help?) next to a clear, rocky stream. Clambering up the hillside we came out on open moor, with sheep and wild ponies - the white one was christened a Unicorn.
There was an abdundance of gorse in flower and the kids had such fun hiding in it, springing out and 'scaring' us. We came across frogspawn in shallow boggy puddles and the dog had more exercise than in her whole life thus far, chasing the smell of rabbits and hare. 
Then we descended ito the valley again to a beautiful spot by the stream for lunch - you can 'wild' camp here apparently and I think we may have to go back for that - I wanted to ford the stream but discovered a hole in my welly half way across - not good!







