This weekend, we well and truly kicked off our Summer wish list. It started with a trip to Whitby, the coastal town on the East coast of North Yorkshire. As a child, I often visited Whitby with my family and I have the most wonderful memories of counting the 199 steps and looking in the shops which sold Whitby Jet. Every time we visited, my mum would delight in telling me about the fossilised Monkey Puzzle tree that makes the stone. To this day, Jet is one of my favourite gem stones, although i’m not completely sure that it is a gem. My husband hadn’t been to Whitby in over 20 years so it was wonderful to experience it with him. We had a lovely walk around the town and enjoyed fish and chips in the famous Magpie Cafe. After dinner we hit the beach and after some beach combing and paddling in the water, we indulged in delicious Yorkshire dales ice-cream. Holly had a wonderful day and after all of the excitement she fell asleep in the car on the way home. We were a little ill prepared so her Daddy’s spare T-shirt was used as makeshift nightie.
After such a busy and exciting day, we were looking forward to something a little more relaxing on Saturday. Holly had suggested fruit picking as one of her wishes and as the soft fruit season was coming to a close, it was now or never. We had been given some suggestions as to where to go. However, as Yorkshire and the rest of the UK has seen pretty severe Summer floods since 2007, it became apparent that many farms had closed down. We finally found ourselves at Wharfedale Grange PYO farm near to Harewood House. Funnily enough, this is where my mum used to bring us when we were little. It was pretty hard going with most of the best fruit gone. Having said that, Holly absolutely loved it! She was so excited and ever so proud to show her dad and I when she had found a beautifully ripe raspberry. Hot and bothered, we headed home for a BBQ, and a cosy night on the deck watching a film in front of the chiminea with hot chocolate with extra marshmallows (not before a watertight with Daddy!).
After a late evening, we had a very relaxing and lazy Sunday. However, it didn’t stop us from completing more wishes on Holly’s list. We have some very special and close people in our lives who are going through a difficult time at the moment so Holly took the opportunity to paint some rainbows to help raise their spirits. She concentrated beautifully and was so proud of her herself. Her hard work was rewarded with a picnic in the garden. As a working mummy, I can easily feel torn splitting myself between my profession and my home life. This weekend really did help remind me that it’s the quality of time rather than the quantity of time spent with children that really matters. We all had the most amazing time over the last three days and it will lift me and push me onwards whenever I doubt myself. Raising children is so challenging, I hope that i’m sending a strong message to my daughter that women can have a career, with professional aspirations but also be there first and foremost as a mummy. I’m so looking forward to our next weekend together and sharing some very special memories.