The Gillies left on Monday. Since then I have cleared the house, been to Ganges for my glaucoma check, got passport photos ready for next month’s trip to the Prefecture in Nimes – and resumed my local social life.
Now, time to reflect on the Gillies stay. There are more photos than for the BPs. For some reason I took more and also now I have more time to put them up.
The two families overlapped for a few days and immediately embarked on an active weekend tree climbing and canoeing. Both were a great success – so much so that the Gillies returned for a second tree climbing visit. Otto, who is also not keen on tree climbing, surprisingly went back for the second trip and managed very well. They continued also with more walks than normal. Bravo to them – Otto and Willow are not keen walkers but managed much better than last time.
On the night before the BPs left, the children organised a disco. The definite dancing star was Otto, who performed some current routine effortlessly, unlike the adults…
Another party highlight was Steve’s birthday.
His present from Kate was a magnificent ‘action camera’ (GoPro): a tiny device which Steve can attach to his head when cycling or swimming underwater. The first trial, on the accrobranche trip was thwarted by the children discovering they could use voice commands to active or stop filming! Later Steve took some splendid footage in the pool which must get my hands on.
The pool was of course the main centre of activity during their stay. The inflatable canoe I had bought proved a hit, with Willow showing instant skill. Otherwise lots of jumping in, squirting, splashing, and lounging.
There was a lot of time spent on electronic devices. I have to admit that this was partly the grownups’ fault: we had become addicted to the card game, Monopoly Deal, introduced to both families by Ed.
There was also some splendid writing and drawing. Otto wrote a very touching entry in his new note book and drew his (imaginary?) band, made up of his mates at school
Willow produced a carefully crafted cutout and started a story, ‘The Lost Tiger’. She is a perfectionist and every time she made an error, she tore it up and started again. Her handwriting is amazing for a six-year-old; she reminds me so much of my schoolfriend, Christine, with the same range of talents: handwriting, art, maths and sport.
Suddenly their week was over. Back to the grind for the parents, two more weeks of holiday for the children, who will be meeting their new childminder next week.