Last weekend saw us taking the children shopping. They are usually pretty good round the shops, but understandably, do get a bit bored. We went to a retail park that we’d never be to before, and got a little lost trying to find it, queued to get into the car park (and witnessed some serious parking rage while we waited) and then, as the sales were on, the shops were packed and hectic. We did manage to get some bargains, so it was a successful trip, but we left feeling harassed and irritable.
On the way home, we spotted a sign for an RSPB nature reserve. We decided to explore.
Oh, the peace and quiet! There were very few people there, as we only encountered the occasional dog-walker or cyclist. Boo was running about, chattering about the nature all around her. We carried Little Man and he appreciated being free of his pushchair.
I’ll let the photos speak for themselves, and when you’re looking, imagine them being accompanied by nothing but birdsong.
We were probably only there for half an hour, but I felt so restful and restored when we got back into the car, and Boo had loved every minute of it. It was a brief, magical sojourn, and I’m so pleased that we decided to take that detour.