Crich Tramway Museum

Tabitha had asked a while back if it was possible that we could look after Cally on Saturday so she and Gaz could go into town to potter about in the markets, drink beer in the pubs and watch the snooker on the big screens dotted around the city centre.

Somewhat doubtfully, The Builder and I said yes. And then began to worry. What if we lost her? What if she cried all afternoon? What if she decided she hated us and ran away? Worryworryworryworry.  And what will we do with her all afternoon to keep her amused?

Tabitha pointed out that I have had three children and The Builder has had two and that probably we are licensed to look after a single two year old :-S

Then for some reason I remembered the tramway museum at Crich. Very occasionally, when we are driving about in rural Derbyshire, we have seen the signs to the tramway museum and every time we have seen the signs we have said that we really must go and have a look one day. But not that day because we are always on our way somewhere else.  And of course, we never got around to going.  But it seemed the sort of place that Cally might like so we griddled our lions, put her in the car and off we went.

She liked it!  She thought the trams were trains or buses but she's only two so we didn't bother correcting her. We went for a ride on one of the trams and pottered about exploring. We had afternoon tea in the tea shop and fed Cally toasted tea cake with apricot jam.

Then we took her home.  She didn't cry even once.  We didn't lose her. She didn't run away. We all had a good time, even in the absence of a responsible adult :-)

You'll find all our trammy adventures if you click on Cally

Gareth didn't get to go into town, though. The electricity into their kitchen decided to die so he had to hang around while an electrician fixed it.

It was a long weekend, for May Day. So on Sunday we went out and collected the new chickens and on Monday took advantage of the very surprising sunshine and warmth (usually long weekends are cold and wet and dismal!) and went to visit the allotment and messed about in the garden. We sat outside on the patio and drank wine and plotted plots. It was all very pleasant. I hope we get a chance to do it again :-D

I've got another long weekend next weekend too - but it's a long weekend just for me. My diary was completely empty on Friday. My hours are rather high. So I booked Friday off. Two long weekends sandwiching a very short work week