I think this might be the third time I've blogged about Gesail in Snowdonia (see here and here) as it's somewhere we try to visit at some point each year.
The location is just STUNNING and it has no TV, internet or phone signal so we get to share REAL time together - just the tonic.
We have been with various members of the extended family (and taken some friends of the boys) but this time was with my little sister Nelly and her family. Mabel is now 2 and Wilf 6 months - and much loved by their big cousins.
I've wittered on about it enough in the past so (for the sake of my blog diary) I'll do a whistle stop show and tell of the best bits:
We visited (the nice bit of) Barmouth and caught some crabs
Found Grandpa Pig's boat (apologies is you aren't familiar with Peppa!)
BBQ'd some spatchcock chicken
(wish I'd taken the photo when they were cooked, not raw!!)
And from a safer distance
We were all (a little too) fascinated by the dead badger
(sorry - I have boys, what can I say?)
|We LO♥E you G Kisby!|
Played on rope swings that were a leeeetle bit too big. Couldn't concentrate as too busy looking to see who was watching!
A fair amount of crochet (with blanket on knee)
Some playing tea parties with smaller cousins
We did some
|(love this photo)|
There was a great (competitive) game of Frisbee
The teen even...
I found time to
There was the traditional game of playing in the ford,
where someone also traditionally 'took it too far'!
Wearing of matching outfits
and the wrapping of Wilf in 'whatever we could find' since,
despite being the start of summer, it was occasionally baltic.
Poor Wilf - it included a large sports sock (on backwards)
There was the obligatory splashing in muddy puddles
AND we took time to
This was the first time the BC's have stayed in the house rather than the barn (which we kept referring to as 'OUR barn'!)
It's always seemed a little creepy and dark - but less so this time as we were there in sunshine.
The owners Rose and Patrick are really keen to learn about and preserve the long history of the place - and we were delighted to find these photos of the house in the 'olden' days, along with the family who lived there (Patrick's ancestors)
The house looks so similar today
(wish I'd taken the photo from the same angle...doh)
and it's funny to think that these people looked at exactly the
same amazing views
I took lots of photos of the inside of the house which I'll share on flickr - this post is already immense!
|don't worry Rose - it's still there!|
It's just a brilliant place for getting back to what's important in life. Delighting in the small things, making the most of every minute of every day and most importantly telling the people you love how much they mean to you...
The journey home was a typical British bank holiday one.
The weather decided to be glorious (grrrrr) and the traffic was grim. Fortunately the views were amazing and the chips at Bala lake were worth being fat for!