Easter holidays. Time to have those ten-years-old grandsons over. Time to keep them so busy they don’t have a chance to realise that ours is not a home stuffed with devices. Not a smart phone in sight.
Let’s get them back to the past straight away, even before we get them back to our house. Are they too old for an Easter Bunny hunt at Fountains Abbey? Apparently not. Not when there’s a chocolate bunny to eat at the end. Are they too cool for egg and spoon races and egg-rolling down the hill? Apparently not.
Would they like to visit ‘Forbidden Corner’? They agreed they would, even though we failed to provide a description of what to expect. We couldn’t. It’s been described as ‘The Strangest Place in the World’. Perhaps it is. It’s a folly. It’s a fantastical collection of follies. It’s woodlands, walled gardens, mazes, tunnels, grottoes, built in the manner of a topsy-turvy collection of fairy tale castles in enchanted grounds. Every stone putto is liable to pee on you as you walk past. Every passage is too narrow, too low, too dark, and may lead nowhere. You just want to try to get along it anyway, because at the end there may be another secret door, with halls of mirrors, or ever-changing fountains, or grotesque stone gremlins, or stepping-stones …. And beyond, in every direction, the glorious countryside of North Yorkshire.
Next day, off to Brimham Rocks. No child can resist the opportunity to climb and jump among these extraordinary tottering towers of balanced rock formations. A visit there is a regular fixture for Alex and Ben.
And finally – yet more rocks. Underground this time. Stump Cross Caverns: limestone caves set about with stalactites and stalagmites, tinted in all kinds of shades from the iron and lead seams that also penetrate the area. Gloomy, dark and mysterious, and guaranteed to fire the imagination. Photographs courtesy of Ben.
In the evenings we sat round the kitchen table and played board games. The London Game brought out everybody’s inner mean streak as we blocked other players in, or despatched them to the end of the line at Wembley Central. Stone Soup gave us the opportunity to lie and lie again in an effort to get rid of all our cards. All very satisfactory. A good time was had by all.
But Granny and Grandad would quite like a rest now. Please.
Totally agree! Our grandsons loved a visit to the ruins of Lilleshall Abbey and have visited Stafford Castle and museum many times where they loved to dress up in medieval costume. These days they prefer RAF Cosford but it just shows given the opportunity it is still possible to get boys to be boys and away from the devices.
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Ah yes. Army and Air Force museums work well, don’t they? I can see we shall have to swap ideas!
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Sounds like you had a great time. Good places to take our grandchildren when they visit in the future.
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Absolutely. Keep ’em moving, that’s the motto.
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Lovely post. Clever Granny!
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Not clever. Just using up my month’s energy supply in a very few days 😉
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Please will you be my honorary granny 😉 ?
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I’m not THAT much older than you 😉
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Can I send my grandsons to you?! You showed your boys the most amazing good time! The Forbidden Corner sounds like it would be any kid’s favorite spot ever! It does sound exhausting, though, but what wonderful memories you made with them.
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You are making such wonderful memories with your grandkids – ones they will think of fondly. They look like active boys and you clearly gave them a run for their money!
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I’m just a little tired now ….
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It’s fun to see how you spent some wonderful quality time with your grandsons.
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A fun time was had by all, thank you!
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Sounds like fantastic fun for all and real family time. It must be great to be making those strong connections with the grandchildren which they will talk about for years to come.
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Well, we weren’t around so much in those very early years, so, we’re very much trying to make up for lost time.
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