All that comes with it

One of the highlights of our holiday for Amy, aside from having her grandparents at her beck and call, was the duck, robin, and moorhen that had virtual permanent residence in the patch of woodland behind our villa. These regulars were occasionally joined by special guest stars such as rabbits and squirrels. She took great joy in eating outside with the various fauna, particularly when she and the rabbit were eating apples at the same time. Apparently there were also deer roaming about but we never managed to see any.

Cars are banned in the village after the first day and so the only background noise was the singing of blackbirds and the occasional Tarzan call that signified the wave machine was about to start at the pool. All in all it was very peaceful and relaxed and probably as close to nature as a holiday park filled with around a thousand middle class holidaymakers can be.

During the day the weather was great, but on a couple of nights there were thunderstorms. As far as I can remember Amy hasn’t really encountered thunder since she was a small baby. She ended up sleeping in the double bed with me while Kerry slept in her room. After a particularly large thunderclap, she reached out her arm to me and repeated my earlier reassurances to me in a little scared voice “Don’t worry Daddy, the rain will wash it away”.