One of the benefits of having a daughter in her mid twenties, is that when she and her boyfriend come to visit 5 weeks into the summer holidays and suggest taking her younger sisters on a walk for an hour or two, I can happily agree to this plan, knowing that they’ll keep them safe……. and that is how I found myself enjoying two and a half blissfully peaceful hours, defunct of squabbling children, one day this week.
Eldest Mudlet had actually come over with her boyfriend (EMB) for a family celebration of her recent birthday but as she really loves the walks around the village, many of which she either rode along, or spent time with her friends on as she was growing up, she likes to try and get out and relive memories when she comes home. More often than not she takes the girls with her, thereby helping create their own memories of her favourite haunts and they both love spending quality time with their sister, without mum hovering over them. Having EMB along this time was an added bonus – he has fast become a firm favourite with the girls.
A couple of phone calls to reassure me that all was well, were all that disturb my two and a half hours of child free time, as the quartet spent time clambering through the woods and wildlife areas immediately surrounding the village and when they did come back, the younger girls regaled me with tales of tree climbing and den building, adventures and excitement, straight out of the pages of ‘the Swallows and Amazons’ books, they love and which Mud reads to them.
Of course all that fresh air and activity paid dividends later, when both girls trundled off to bed and were asleep almost immediately ……. no doubt dreaming of *pirates and martians, igloos and times gone by.
* Reference ‘Winter Holiday’, Arthur Ransome