Pole climbing mum

Went to Drusillas Zoo Park today, a good but totally chaotic and hectic day! Gavin came round at silly o’clock to start on the back door (putting in a new one) and me and Owen were tucking in to breakfast. Then off to mums to pick her up. John and all his grandchildren zoomed off to the zoo and we followed at a more leisurely pace – well, we got stuck behind three tractors. Most of the time at the zoo me, mum and Owen went round on our own and John was lumbered with the big kids, who spent most of the time trying to get lost I think. It was gorgeous weather, there were even a couple of kids in the paddling pool in swimming costumes!

I feel shattered now. My tummy played up all day and there were points when I just wanted to sit down and put my head down but I didn’t, just kept on. I even climbed a pole to ring a bell (don’t ask!). It was strange – I suddenly got ravenously hungry and thirsty and had to stuff some crisps and chocolate into me, and a cup of tea, and then my tummy decided it was not happy at all. It feels really hard and distended. But it didn’t stop me climbing the pole that no one else seemed to be able to climb, including a dad who looked most mortified when his son said ‘Dad, that mum just climbed the pole, why can’ t you?’ I couldn’t help smirking a teensy weensy little bit!