We did a National Trust double whammy at the weekend.We arrived later than usual due to the clocks going forward(damn those clocks!). Of course when we arrived Adam, Jo, Sally and Roy were already there. Oops!
Jake loved Box Hill. He went charging up there as sure-footed as a mountain goat. Halfway up he ran out of puff so I took him on my shoulders. Poor Mia was struggling with 1. lack of sleep and 2. teething(we think) so was not very comfortable even in the baby carrier.
At the top we had coffee and cake to revive ourselves. There were lots of cyclists up there which reminded me of our impending bike ride from London to Brighton in May. Not long now!