We had planned several mini-breaks in England this summer. They all seemed a good idea back in June, when the sun was shining. Who needs to go abroad when it's beautiful here?
I set off on Tuesday with the kids to go camping with my sister and her 3. We had planned to go up to Grassington, a beautiful spot in the Yorkshire Dales, with a lovely camp site on the edge of a river.
We got as far as my sister's house in Hebden Bridge only to make the executive decision to not go camping. Not only were showers forecast, but so were torrential downpours. This wasn't the week to go camping.
After the initial disappointment from the children, we made the best of it. We lit a campfire in the garden, we went walking through the beautiful Hardcastle Crags, had BBQs (albeit cooked on the grill inside!) and generally had lots of fun.
It felt like a great break for a city girl and her family, as the view from my sister's house over the Dales is simply stunning. Not quite camping, but an adventure nonetheless.
Next week we are in Cookham Dean, near Marlow. Please cross your fingers for the weather being slightly more continental.