One obvious disadvantage of having my dad living local (outweighed by the positives of course) is that I don’t have a base ‘up North’ to visit the friends and family still up there. I was going to try and head up this summer for a long weekend but before I managed to do anything about it my oldest friend decided to come down.
We’ve been friends since before playschool, our mums were best friends, we did school and collage together, family holidays, to the kids we’re aunty – so it was lovely to catch up. Sam found a protege in her 8yo son and I got to know her lovely 4 yo daughter who I’ve barely seen thanks to the distance.
It also prompted us to think of the local area interms of what you’d do if you were on holiday.
Not surprisingly that was playing in the sea. They couldn’t wait and were in fully clothed on Thursday. Still managed to hang around to have chips watching the sun set.
Friday we headed over to Southsea for a more touristy fix. Castle, splash park, beach and model village.
Saturday was spent chilling out at home mainly. Sam was teaching my friend’s son Scratch. We managed to drag them away to the park on the sea front and a ‘Penguin’ (they sell whipped strawberry) ice cream before they headed back north. Lovely few days.