As the last time we went away for a weekend away without the kids was over 8 years ago, we could be forgiven for looking forward to this weekend away more than most.
Yes, this time we were going to stay in a hotel room that wasn’t a family room, which meant no bunk beds in the hotel room and kids refusing to go sleep like last year.
As nice as that getaway was, it wasn’t the most relaxing or stress free getaway with two small ones wide awake and playing up until late, or whining ‘it’s too far to walk’ when we’d only just set foot out of the hotel to anywhere.
No, this time it was an alien concept – grown ups only. Children safely at the grandparents, having their own little adventure day out by going to Brimham Rocks (lots of climbing for them to do, they’ll have been in their element) while we got to have a weekend away in Whitby.
Usually it’s a case of arrive for the day, go eat fish and chips at The Magpie, then a quick walk along the beach before it’s time to head home.
Not this time, though, This time we got to do what we wanted, which turned out to be eating some lovely pie and mash at the Humble Pie and Mash Shop, followed by a very blustery walk along the seafront to walk it all off.
A few drinks in the Duke of York pub at the bottom of Whitby’s 199 steps was in order as well. (No, we didn’t climb them, although we have done before. Maybe next time. )
I also bought myself a new mug on a leisurely browse round the shops (I’d forgotten what it was like to browse round shops selling breakables in peace!)
Now I’m back, and to keep stress free I just need to fill the mug up with tea and read it if they start winding each other up.
Then if the 8 year old runs up with a tale of how they’re annoying each other, I can just be sat there drinking my tea, pointing at my mug.
Which I did earlier. It made him laugh anyway.
We also passed by this…….
Anyone recognise it?