Jaqui's Daily Blog

The Railway Adventure and the Big Cheese

The Great Railway Adventure turned out to be rather more of an adventure than I had bargained for.


To be fair, the first train journey - two and a half hours from Cardiff to Southampton - went swimmingly. The oldest two Little Welsh Boys appeared to be taking rail travel completely in their stride. We had a picnic, played on their Leap Pads, they taught me how to make loom bands ("We'll show you the basics first, Nanna...") and the Stations Game (see previous blog) was an enormous success. Both boys agreed that Bradford on Avon was the best station we stopped at, mostly on account of its World War One Memorial Garden. The white horse at Westbury was much admired - Sam said it looked just as if it might gallop down the hillside - but did not influence Westbury Station's rather humble score.


Pride comes before a fall. We caught our second train and I was congratulating myself on my super planning when: "I think I feel train sick...." said Sam. Bless him he didn't just feel sick, he was sick - twice. There was only one silver lining (and it was a pretty murky one) in that other passengers joining our train took one look at us and moved swiftly on, even though there were three spare seats in our section. Young James had to complete the second station survey on his own and showed his quirky sense of humour by granting the ridiculous score of ten stars to Ford station, even though it had little to recommend it, as stations go.


Mr B (aka Grandad) was there at the station to meet us and transport us homeward. It took a while but by bath time my poor brave, sickly boy was much, much better.


Of course there is still one Little Welsh Boy left at home - much to his chagrin. Young Morgan simply couldn't understand why he couldn't come too. I have been wondering for a while whether the close twosome which Sam and James have always been would find room for their little brother as he grew up. On this Nanna Visit, it was perfectly plain that Morgan has infiltrated the Brotherhood and is more than holding his own. Time will tell, but we might even have a Leader in the Making...


Yesterday, the last full day of my Nanna Visit, we went to the Big Cheese festival at Caerphilly. The Youngest of the Darling Daughters thought this was hilarious, bearing in mind how much I hate cheese. Strange to say, I hadn't actually thought of that. There was a great deal going in, the majority of it not at all cheese-related, including falconry, battle re-enactments, jugglers on stilts, a bubble blowing bicyclist - all against the beautiful backdrop of Caerphilly Castle, the largest castle in Wales, second largest castle in Great Britain. You can tell I always read the explanatory signs.


Now it's my turn to think up the entertainment programme for the next five days.


It probably won't involve train travel....

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03.07 | 22:43

Wouldn't have missed it for the world. xx

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12.06 | 02:31

I love that you talk to your plants ... I used to on my allotment ... seemed perfectly rational !

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05.06 | 22:01

Sounds like a perfect day Jacqui, happy birthday for tomorrow, love Val xx

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07.12 | 15:48

what details have you got on your mysterious Wilde?

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