I’ve had the most idyllic weekend with the kids. You know, one of those rare, quintessential British outings to the beach? They’re pretty rare these days but we managed to have one in Yorkshire, whilst visiting family.
I feel like I have been travelling with the bambinos up, down and all over England this summer so I have to admit that it was with a bit of weariness that I packed up the car yet again. It’s not that I wasn’t looking forward to seeing my family but I have to admit, I was really, really tired when we finally set off down the motorway for the gazillionth time this summer. I’m so glad I did though!
The kids were both really great on the three hour journey and we only had to stop once en route, which is pretty good going. Sophie slept, Zak and I sang along to the radio and the sun shone down on us kindly as we headed over Saddleworth moors. My mood improved significantly with the copious amounts of car karaoke and even a rather odd detour courtesy of Google Maps didn’t dampen our spirits.
We arrived about 14:00 and spent the rest of the day playing in the garden, drinking Yorkshire tea (when in Rome…) and eating biscuits.
The weather was absolutely glorious and when I successfully put the travel cot up in one, much practiced manoeuvre and Sophie went straight to sleep, I smugly thought that I had this travelling with kids thing down pat. Until Sophie woke up an hour later and proceeded to wake up every hour from that point on and my three year old niece had the most epic tantrum at 10pm that seemed to go for hours. All the fun. We did eventually get some sleep though.
Today we went to Scarborough after a lovely, relaxed breakfast, picture taking like the mamarazzi I am and much coffee drinking.
The weather forecast wasn’t as good as it should have been but in true British fashion, it was completely wrong. Yay!
It was just one of those days where so many happy, simple memories were made with the kids and my family doing all the touristy things people do. I must say at this point that Scarborough (or Scarbados as we are calling it) is utterly charming and definitely one of my favourite beach locations. It pretty much encapsulates the best of the British seaside and if you get good weather (we did) then its unbeatable with or without the kids. You most definitely should give it a try if you haven’t already.
We started with good old fish and chips on the sea front, complete with predatory gulls. This is where we saw the ever so slightly tacky but oh so charming little pirate ship that sails around the harbour every 15 minutes. Naturally we had to take Zak and my niece on it and at only £3 each it was quite reasonable I thought. The kids absolutely loved it as you can imagine!
Tea and toilet stop followed and then the real fun began as we headed over to the beach. Sophie dutifully slept for a few hours in her shady pram and we spent a few happy hours digging in the sand, jumping the waves and enjoying the odd sneaky snooze. The beach was really busy but it didn’t stop us finding our own little corner. The beach is spotlessly clean aside from the odd donkey accident and the sea is safe and shallow for paddling. Pretty perfect with littlies.
Needless to say, the kids were absolutely shattered once we headed off home and there were some grumblings and whinging from the threenager but after a full, action-packed day in the fresh air it’s to be expected. It was a little bit more unexpected when her Mother retreated up to bed later that night to find that said threenager had found a blue felt pen and drawn all over the walls and herself!! Probably not funny when the perpetrator is yours but I couldn’t help but laugh!
All in all though we had an amazing time and loved being with family again. Looking forward to returning very soon!
See you next weekend