Just June

June. Mostly a lot of fun, at school and at home. Trips out - down to the Upper School to see a play, great to see my former pupils, almost unrecognisable as a couple of years older.

Threw our caretaker/driver for a loop when he heard me say, 'Don't say the F word in this bus...' Fortnite.

Speechless when The Love of My Life proudly told me he had bought me a robotic vacuum cleaner as a birthday present..

Storm Miguel. From a day of scorching heat and sunshine to a weekend of Storm Miguel, rain battering the windows as if it were autumn. Then a couple more weeks big wind and rain and cold. #whereisthesummer #flamingjuneisadampsquib

Short tempers among the staff from demanding parents.

Cara Grace continues to delight. Ever-smiling, chuckling at the slightest opportunity, she is an incredibly reactive  baby. Loving people, imitating smiles or press-ups with equal enthusiasm - and trying to start to crawl. Delightful - and of course unsuccessful, when you are only just approaching seven months old.  Crawling is a little difficult when you are so laid back and relaxed, but she'll get there. Eventually.

Packing up the house was a busy first couple of weeks, doing our annual tidy away and deep spring clean before the first guests arrived. We took ourselves off to Fauxquets Valley campsite, enjoying the peace and quiet and the opportunity to remind ourselves of how to live the motorhome life once more. The little, solar-heated pool was fun, although the first few days were grey, cloudy, foggy, rainy and sometimes warm...not June weather at all, really. But then... summer arrived!  27 degrees, hot, sunny, a delight. #Guernseyatitsbest

Pickle, of course, loves van life. Not so keen on the friendly resident collies. One dared to appear at the door of the motorhome our first morning, casually saying hello, but Pickle would have none of it. I'll gloss over the details, but fur flew and the collie kept its distance. 20 metres, to be exact. 'High Noon' occurred regularly as both dogs stared each other down for twenty minutes or so...

Not only that, but Pickle then developed a grudge against another 'Patterdale' (a dubious claim: the small hairy black dog looked like Hairy Maclary, the hero of Cara's beloved board book).  She had to be kept on a VERY short lead...

And another delight: exploring all kinds of unknown lanes and tracks as we navigated around the campsite: including my daily trek to school. #gettingtoknowGuernsey.