For the last couple of weeks my parents have been over on
their annual visit – the ninth year in a row they’ve managed to take a month
out of the UK to come and see us (thanks Mum and Dad!).
Unfortunately they brought a bit of English weather with
them so we had a cool, wet patch to break our summer up – it didn’t spoil
things too much though, and we had a very relaxed time mostly just playing
along with the kids: riding bikes, playing in the stream, going to the outdoor
pool, lots of cafes, the playpark, Te Papa and the Zoo.
We also managed a grown-up dinner out one night at the lovely Cuba St Bistro, followed by cocktails at one of our favourite little spots, Duke Carvells, to belatedly celebrate my dad's recent big birthday (60 again ha ha!).
I lost count of the number of days we spent down on the
waterfront while they were here, just wandering up and down people-watching, watching buskers, letting the kids play at Frank Kitts Park, watching this year's “Birdman” competition and other various people jumping in off the steps into
the harbour, etc.
I also lost count of the number of times we went down to the
local park to search for creatures and bugs in the stream – thanks for humouring us on
that one Mum and Dad!
PS And the day they left, the good weather got switched back
on again (sorry Mum and Dad!).
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