Doing the Grandparent thing...

Mason and Finley show off their football medals.

 Last Friday was our 39th Wedding anniversary so we are now into our 40th year of marriage, it doesn't seem to be a quarter of that but that's maybe because I'm the one on the receiving end of all the pampering.  I'm sure San would say that she could have done 3 life sentences  and still be out now if she'd done the right thing back in the seventies.  Hopefully we'll be around to celebrate many more anniversaries in the future.

And of course Darcy has to be involved.

Fin darting down the right wing.

The terrible twosome, Mason and Finley were involved in a football tournament at the weekend.  They both reached their respective finals but both the under eight and the under ten teams lost the final but still got their runner up silver medals.  As you would expect they were over the moon with that although Finley still seems to think he's Ronaldho hence the Barcelona shirt later on and no the team shirt.

On Tuesday we took the boys to York for them to be able to experience the famous Jorvik museum.  They loved it although I think Mason would have spent much more time taking it all in but Fin has the attention span of a goldfish and it's always the next thing that he's going to do rather than the thing he is currently doing.  Oh well we'll maybe try again when he older, perhaps thirty five or thirty six might just about do it.

No way through Mason's defence.

Both the boys were in very good form for the day and despite our worst fears it ended up being a great out out and a pub lunch to boot.

No time to rest in between so next it was taking Jessica and Melissa up to Pickering to go on the historic North Yorkshire Moors Railway.  A great day out for all the family with lots of sights  many people will recognise from the TV or films such as  Heart Beat and Harry Potter.

North Yorks moors railway for the day.

'Lissa (butter wouldn't melt!) going to Whitby.

We went directly to Whitby which is about an hour and forty minutes on the steam train.  For those who don't know Whitby it's very much still an unspoilt fishing port / seaside resort.  The birthplace of Captain Cook and fictional (hopefully) UK residence of Dracula.  With it's ancient abbey and quaint streets it's all in all a very pretty place.  The girls loved the street shows and buskers especially the minion and a living statue which frightened the daylights out of Jess when he suddenly moved and started blowing a horn.

Grandma, nearly asleep, not a chance!

 Fish and Chips at Trenchers and then the ride back to Pickering on the NYMR completed the day out.

Change of loco's at Grosmont.

 We have also had the ninety first Birthday of Sandra's Pa this weekend, he has enjoyed that but think he was a little sad that it wasn't quite up to last years standard of celebrating with the flower festival and the constant stream of people coming to see the flowers and also talking to him whilst they were there.
I don't think he quite realises how much work was needed especially by Sandra to organise that, and of course ninety one is not really the same as ninety.

Whitby abbey, neither Capt. Cook nor count Dracula at home.

Sorry I never got the chance to write the blog last week and in fact that I'm a day late this week also but it has been full on.  We are child minding again this morning but should have the weekend to recover - OR.....

Jess with a minion cuddle.