We live on a Bonsai Mountain, about as remote as you can get 5 miles from a small town, and are blessed with beautiful countryside and wonderful friends, some with fur, some without. But after Ofsted and before my brain melted from statistical analysis (yes still searching for that elusive correlation) we needed a break. So we headed north to a winter wonderland and right on cue it snowed as we got there, several hours late after yours truly threw his new bike rack over the fields and far away for causing excessive delay.
One of the reasons for getting away was it was our tenth wedding anniversary (time flies)
so where better to spend it than boot camp, I mean centre parcs
where all things fitness and health are celebrated.
The snow was very local, a snow machine a the main gate. The rest of the forest was unseasonably sunny and warm
and hidden amongst the trees are over 1000 huts of various size each full of do-nut dogers
ours was next to the lake
which for some reason is now fenced off, health and safety gone mad again .
This is the view to the neighbours lodge
and here are some of the neighbours who turned up every morning to join us for breakfast.
Naturally we had a great break, despite everyone getting ill and most of us missing the firework display as we were in casualty with a small child who couldn't breathe but it was fun being ill somewhere else.
Back at the ranch Elf managed not to give birth with our house sitter acting mid wife and so we wait.
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You really need to come and viit here: at the farm we've got a play area with cooking stoves where children can light their own fires, and boardwalks 2m above the ground with no fences whatsoever. Germans do take a robust approach to safety, I find...
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