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In Which We Set Off On An Expedition

We set off bright and early on our Expedition, Sam the Strong, James the Fly and Nanna the Inquisitive. Sam kept changing his name but James and I were pretty consistent.


Sam and I carried rucksacks on our backs. James had the camera slung over his shoulder. I was in charge of the sheet of instructions carefully prepared by Sam the night before. This proved something of a responsibility over the course of the day as we kept leaving it places and having to go back to find it.  


We caught the number 27 bus into the city centre. It was very crowded on the bus so the boys had to stand up which added to the sense of adventure (for them) and worry (for me) as they swung enthusiastically along to every bump on the way. All of a sudden, there was Cardiff Castle, flags flying from the turrets of its surrounding walls, and we all tumbled out. We had arrived at our destination.


My Boy had assured me that his boys knew their way about the city centre but it turned out that we needed a little bit of help from people along the way. Cardiff is, however, The Friendly City, so we managed just fine. 


First port of call was The Cardiff Story, where we dressed up as people from the Olden Days and the boys entered a drawing competition in honour of the forthcoming St David's Day. Sam's drawing, of a dragon breathing fire (great use of red wool) was at least on theme; James's house was a litttle more general, though he did include an extremely tall yellow flower in the garden which could, at a pinch, be a daffodil.


In the ground floor exhibition space the boys took up an invitation to design their own city, moving blocks of flats, terraces of houses, factories, parks and a host of modern amenities about a large board. I am not sure that their father, a town planner by profession, would have been happy with the grim clusters of high rise apartment blocks which they assembled en masse on the bank of the rIver but my little team of architects were well pleased with themselves.


"Where is House of Fraser?" I asked the friendly young man on the door as we left, this being the younger explorers' choice of lunch venue. He gestured towards the door - which is when I realised that the shop in question was just across the road. HOUSE OF FRASER. I could read the sign from where we were standing. Considering we were supposed to be intrepid explorers, it wasn't my finest hour.


We fitted in a visit to the Lego store before catching the bus back home. We collected Young Morgan from nursery on the way back. I was armed with the password, but I hardly needed it. 'Nanna!' said Morgan, as soon as he saw me.


I expect you are thinking it was no great deal, as expeditions go. We didn't exactly discover anything, did we?


Well, that's what YOU think!


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23.04 | 20:15

lovely and heartwarming - an inspiration to us all x

09.03 | 12:07

Love this story told as ever beautifully.x

10.11 | 21:31

What a super account of a special event. I loved meeting you last night and seeing your creation come together. I’m so pleased you got so much from the activity

07.09 | 13:17

I have broad shoulders x

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