July 17th – No Room at the Inn and no Chance to Swim

1999:  Mum packed the swimming bag this morning and when she came down she found me painting my toe nails (and toes) with her nail varnish.  I thought it looked nice, very colourful, but mum didn’t think it suited for some reason.  We headed for the pool – only to find it closed until next week.  I took it well though and we went to visit Aunty Eesa instead.  I played in the garden for a while with the girls and then we went home.  I’ve got a bad throat and am feeling a bit poorly so mummy gave me some Calpol and I lay on the settee watching Pat.  I didn’t sleep and spent the rest of the day whining – that’s mums professional diagnosis anyway.  My point of view is that Dandell and Dessica came round and I didn’t want them to play with my toys.  We went to the park, but things didn’t really improve there either as they kept playing on the equipment which all belongs to me, why doesn’t everyone else realise this?  I fell asleep on the settee at 5.30 – much to mine and mum’s relief.

2019:  So 21/2 weeks until my Snowdon run and mum discovers that the inn she’d booked through Air B&B can not accommodate us. Fortunately she booked another one at Bala. She was very pleased with herself, until I pointed out she’d booked for 1 adult and 5 children (and theres only 5 adults going!) Oh well. I’m sure she’ll sort it!

#Bala #Wales #Snowdon #toddlers #childhood #adulthood #swimming #mums #parents #swimming

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