We decided we should go; our kids love salmon and festivals, Daddy loves oyster burgers, mummy just enjoys a chance to get out of the house.
Except. It rained. Oh, did it rain. Heaviest rain we’ve had in ages. Absolutely bucketed down. But we went anyway.
Now I have to explain that Mummy has not only hurt her lower back but, whilst walking funny from that injury, has managed to mangle her right knee somewhat. This has led to trouble moving up and down stairs, driving the car, all sorts of essential things, including just sitting in the car. This was going to be a challenge. But we went anyway.
Disaster? No! Far from it. Mummy was going to sit in car the whole time but deciding a bathroom break was in order, hobbled over to the site from the car and caught up with the kiddies and Dad. So, we went anyway.
There was free stuff, videos, water bugs, hawks, water tables displaying where our car oil goes, and of course, salmon. Salmon viewing. Salmon painting. Salmon face painting. Salmon releasing into the river. It was all salmon, all ways. Woot! What a winner for Mr.D.
Mr.D. has totally stripped his bedroom door of Spiderman stickers and has put up salmon and/or fisheries stickers instead. Our salmon-boy has reawakened his passion for all things salmon. He has been salmon colouring most of the morning – it between gymnastics and lecturing his father about why we shouldn’t recycle plastic bottles, we should fill them full of our dirty water and use them to flush the loos. Don’t think he got that idea from the festival……. Thus came another lesson about recycled plastic bottles can make….. toys, fleece, etc. All in all, a lot learnt today, just not in a traditional manner. Suits us!