Having spent most of the week organising Mummy’s weekend as well as my own – it was a relief that we were finally underway. No clear plans had been pencilled in for our half of the deal but there were options and the weather looked good. And so, as we were tucking in to the first of our gourmet dinners, it was somewhat a surprise when the phone rang to hear Mummy on the other end. It appears DDU wasn’t too keen on the family being split up and had decided to break down quite near Stirling Train Station (rendezvous point with Aunty Leeloo). Ho hum…there goes my well planned weekend of peace and quiet I thought – the riotous Gedik girls were sure to return.
Uh-oh...DDU wants to go home
And so they did. After seamlessly putting both children to bed ALL BY MYSELF! At about 21.30 all hell broke out in our quiet street. Brrmmmm we heard…then flashing orange beacons lit up the sky…it was like a Canal Festival fireworks re-run. And out they poured – popping my idyllic bubble. Despite their temporary disappointment they were determined to sleep in the van, so onto the driveway DDU was pushed. And, after all the neighbours had been out to join in the party, eventually I left them inside with a glass of wine whilst I returned to sit by the fire. Not quite as planned but Night One was over.
Videoclip: DDU off to hospital
Then onto Day Two. I was up bright and breezy – Daddy Disco was running 7-8am whilst Grandad, Mummy and Aunty Leeloo slept the morning away. Eventually everyone emerged – and the game of two halves resumed. Mummy and Aunty Leeloo were off to the Campsies for a day’s walking, DDU was off to hospital, and, Daddy’s crew were off for a day of more leisurely local fun. There was canal trips, ice cream, horticultural shows with monster vegetables and a town hall visit – all before everyone (apart from DDU) was reunited for a September dinner in the garden, and then Aunty Leeloo was packed off onto the train home.
Videoclip: Daddy Disco
Ice cream joy
Walking joy
So, the weekend of two halves ended a little prematurely, but as ever undeterred, the Rooke’s reassembled and spent a marvellous Sunday of fun at the Falkirk Wheel. And the verdict? A really tip-top-tastic weekend of fun. Not how the game was set to pan out but sometimes it’s good to throw the rule book in the bin. Let’s just wish DDU a speedy recovery before Mummy tries to throw him in the bin too…Thanks to Grandad too for all his treats!
Water fun 1
The Wheel from low
The Wheel from high
Water fun 2
Water fun 3
The result of water fun
Videoclip: Water fun at the Wheel
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