Christmas at Butlins in Bognor Regis, and much fun was had by all. Mummy and Daddy and George had one "apartment" (they don't call them chalets any more apparently) with Nanny Yvonne and Grandad Michael next door.
There was plenty of entertainment, and we barely had time to fit in meals between all the activities we wanted to do: Panto, visiting Santa, Spa treatments (for Mummy and Daddy), fruit machines, air hockey, Dora the Explorer, Barney the Dinosaur, soft play and fairground rides.
The present opening lasted most of the day, and a particular favourite was the Scalextric, which Daddy and Grandad monopolised.
Friday, 3 December 2010
We missed the beginning of the snow, and arrived back from Brussels to find that our part of the world had turned very white. In our local park the snow was reaching the top of George's wellies: We failed to make a snowman (I swear it was the wrong sort of snow) so George followed Special Agent Oso's special tips and made a snow angel. Those Americans have a lot to answer for. And I don't think George appreciated just how cold and wet he would get - we didn't last long in the park after this!