Sometimes being a republican has its uses. So while the rest of the country camped out in central London, or in front of the TV with their union Jacks, the Slades (and bestfriendJ) hightailed it up the M11 to Centerparcs Elveden for a weekend of swimming, treasure hunting, swimming, bowling, swimming, squirrel hassling, pony riding, swimming and cycling.
BestfriendJ introduced us to the strange smallboy habit of making loud random noises to express general contentment or when he thought we were getting boring. Charlie discovered the joys of den building, and we all had a great time. The kids even made a short wildlife film about the various animals outside our chalet. More when we finish it..