Funny Old Day

We went to Scarborough for the afternoon yesterday, having breakfasted on banana and blueberry porridge. Well, I have a couple of bananas that are going off and the kids refuse to eat so I thought I'd try and mix one in after it was cooked - it worked quite nicely, actually although I'm still waiting for the blueberries to work their magic. I had a conversation last night with my mum and can't remember any of what was discussed this morning.

So a quick lunch of tinned sardine wraps (a triumph) and off we went to the beach, where a great time plus a 99 ice cream was had by all. Lovely.

Then disaster struck. Looking forward to the seafood risotto that Husband#1 was planning on cooking that evening, we cruised out of Scarborough following signs to Bridlington which promptly disappeared. An hour later we found another one and got back to the right track only to be stopped by a policeman telling us there was a diversion in place due to an accident. It was already bedtime and the gals hadn't even had tea (fishfingers and beans were planned).

So we changed the plan to fish and chips for the gals and a late night shopping trip to buy the star anise, parmesan and other lovelinesses to go in the risotto, dropped Husband#1 at the chipper and waited...for two minutes. At that point, both gals decided they needed desperate wees so I had to drive them back to the caravan to drive back out again. Disaster struck and I couldn't undo Baby Big Girl's car seat and I had to manipulate her out of it (there were tears) before we could do the necessary ablutions. Then, to get back to optimum safety in the car, four cushions were fashioned into a makeshift booster for Biggie, whilst Baby Big Girl sat in the high-backed booster (there were more tears, she doesn't like change).

We picked up Husband#1 who was carrying three boxes - how do two child portions of fish and chips make three boxes, you ask? God only knows, but there had been rows in the chipper about whether or not it was his order (he said not) or the other customer's order (he also said not). Once opened, we found we were the (not very proud) owners of two extra large fish and chips with a  battered sausage and chips to boot - and it tasted like a bloody old boot at that. Too much food to waste so we all had F&C for tea (R.I.P seafood risotto) - how disappointing is that?