The Giant's Causeway
"The remainder of the afternoon went by in the kind of gentle gloom that descends when relatives appear", wrote Harper Lee in "To Kill A Mockingbird". We brought our own hideous brand of such 'gloom' to our long-suffering relatives in 'Norn Irn' last week. Boris, Norris and Doris had a great time playing with their cousins, seeing their Grandparents, enjoying loads of open space and (all but Doris), spending their mornings having a whale of a time at the CSSM holiday club at Castlerock.
As well as catching up with Stumpy 'hitler' Greenisland and his eccentric family, we managed a family meal out with everyone, a trip with cousins to the fabulous Giant's Causeway, a couple of rather nifty second hand bookshops, and a reminder of just how completely and embarrassingly useless I am at ten-pin bowling. P&O bounced, crashed and rolled us safely back across rather rough Irish Sea to Troon, and so we are home again.