Jurassic Park

said in the style of Alan Patridge.
For all you tableists out there our day started yet again with D&S foraging for their own breakfasts before after Ady left at some ungodly hour and then coming and joining me back in bed for tickle fights. We got back up again and I sorted the kitchen out having dispatched the children to tidy their bedrooms up having had a bit of a tantrum about the state of the house generally. We reconvened once that was done and got ready to go out with Lucy and The Rs.

They arrived, we had a small Crocs-a-like photoshoot on the Very Pink Indeed bench in the garden and then we headed off to Paradise Park. On the way there was chatting about how Doctor Who characters sucking life out of their victims wasn’t so odd given how we humans feed off others emotions and what the taste of blood is like and whether your own blood has a taste or not compared to other people’s. I think we may have scared Lucy and the Rs with this actually given Davies, Scarlett and I were all confidently discussing having tried other people’s blood :lol:. We also discussed why the downs are made of chalk which very handily was answered by some information inside Paradise Park so that was good. Every time we go I witter on about how the children are slightly more interested in the posters and information up on the wall. This time Davies was very interested in the barometers and weather stations so we talked about that for a while and various posters were read out by me with Davies deciding he’d ‘got his dinosaur talent back’ and happily naming every one he saw. 🙂 The usual circuit of round the cacti garden and then into the amusements for a play and lunch followed by a walk round the gardens. The children had a great time and Lucy and I managed a fair old bit of chatting too, which was nice, I feel like we filled in some of our missing years today – one day we’ll fill in all of them. :).

We came home and the children played and dressed up while we chatted some more and then they left, D&S had tea while watching ‘Totally Dr Who’ then Ady came home, I read a pile of books for bedtime stories, drank some wine, wrote a snotty blog post over on Monster & Teeny, drank some more wine and am now waiting for Alan Sugar to come on Jonathan Ross.