It’s Girl Lacer’s last day of the holidays today, so I asked her yesterday where she wanted to go today and she said Kew Gardens again (she’s totally enamoured with their new playgrounds). Roll on today and she’s lazing round the sofa in her pyjamas watching an assortment of CBBC and Nickelodeon (she still has a soft spot every now and then for CBeebies and seems to be bored of Nick Jr. because if you watch Nick Jr.’s output for a month you’ve pretty much watched everything as there are so many repeats, it’s probably the same for Nickelodeon, she just hasn’t watched enough of it yet) and I remind her we’re going out, “Where?” she goes, “Kew Gardens! Where you said yesterday!”, “Oh yeah” she goes and still doesn’t get dressed.
We eventually get out around lunchtime and bypass our normal picnic place
and went straight to have our food at the new Plantastic playground. Of course though play was cut short because Girl Lacer wanted the loo (and there are none nearby), so we left the playground, heading towards the glass houses, finding a loo on the way. We found the loo, continued on and Girl Lacer goes flying (she was wearing the sandals I had warned her about but had chosen not to pursue that particular battle any further), cutting open her hand and grazing her knees. So we have to make our way to the main entrance to find first aid (which was very good and very prompt) and then we went home again. So a very quick trip to Kew, in more ways than one.
I can’t believe it’s September already, these holidays have gone by too quick and there were a few things we didn’t do, principally go to Richmond Park at all, which is shocking considering how close we are but the weather did not help. I always imagine summer holidays spent constantly outside but they never are, it’s always either too hot or too wet and cold, rarely just right.
And of course there is also the knowledge that as short as the summer holidays feel, Autumn term feels equally far too long, I always think it’s the most tiring of terms, so I sort of feel like I’m squaring up to it right now, like someone about to go over the trench, it’s a long time till Christmas.