I am sorry about this post, for, if you scroll down, you will most likely see that it is rather short. This is because this day trip actually happened a few weeks ago, and so when I stop being busy for a little and get writing, I have forgotten a couple of the events that took place. However, I can assure you that this first ‘introductory paragraph’, as Mummy calls it, is not entirely negative, for this first ‘introductory paragraph’ is about one of our amazing trips to Wimpole. I believe that I have, before, written quite a few posts about Wimpole, because we have been so many times; but if it so happens that you haven’t read any of them, I am sorry to say that this will be an unfortunately small description of the house, farm, and playground, so do pardon me:
QUICK NOTE: I have been reading ‘Little Women’, by Louisa May Alcott, so if my writing gets a little too old-fashioned, again, do forgive me.
This day trip at Wimpole was even better than the others, because it was a very special treat. Why? Because Andy came too! Usually he can’t, because he is a very busy person, but now he managed to get a free day off work to spend with us. For the first hour or so, we went for a nature walk round the woods, where we showed Andy a little grove with a hill in the middle covered in daffodils, and also what we previously saw: a den made of spidery sticks. Anyway, when we got out the woods, chased by bees and butterflies and lovely spring-y things, we went off to the house to show him the things there, too.
I showed him all my favourite clocks; Tilly showed him the paintings and other works of art; and Mummy insisted on showing him the Old Folly that you could see out the window, and also that Tilly and I had already seen, so we occupied ourselves in looking at our favourite hobby-works.
The second-to-last place that we went to was the farm, my favourite place (I know that two ‘place’s so close together sound funny to read, but my today my mind has gone sploosh, and so I couldn’t think of another word for the last ‘place’). There we saw horses, cows, pigs (though we missed their feeding time by three minutes specifically) and, best of all, the lovely donkeys! Clementine and Daisy were the ones out for grooming, and Tilly got rather attached to the smaller, Daisy, and I to Clementine. In fact, I got pretty attached to both of the darlings, and so to all of them that I have a story-in-progress about them now.
We also went to the playground, the last place, but we had to pick William up from school very soon after, so there wasn’t much time for pretend Ninja Warrior courses. (Have you watched Ninja Warrior? The proper Japanese version, Sasuke? It’s just brilliant, and in good parks we like to make the play obstacles obstacles for Ninja Warrior!)
Bye for now!