It’s finally here and in fairness, apart from the odd dodgy day, it’s already shaping up to be a cracker.
And now that Mammy and Daddy are done with rehearsals and the mayhem that Spring brings each year, our weekly Sunday Fundays must commence! Up in the morning, dress for whatever the weather is doing (layers layers layers so it can change its mind 32 times in 4 hours as usual eh?!), into the car and go!
Adventures and fun cost money, and while there are of course hundreds of things you can do with your minions, here are 10 of my favourite things to do right here at home. They range from absolutely free to the not so free but no matter how often we do these things or go to these places, the girls always enjoy them and feel like they’ve been somewhere special.
In no particular order:
Glenveagh – Now those of you who follow my blog, know that Glenveagh National Park is a firm favourite in our little family.
We go there 2 or 3 times a month and myself and The Him love it just as much as the girls do. It’s only a short drive from Letterkenny, has absolutely NO phone coverage and has THE most stunning landscape in the country. NOWHERE beats Glenveagh for beauty.
The best thing is that entry to the park is absolutely FREE. You can bring a picnic or try some of the insanely good cakes and food in the tearooms there. We walk the 4k to the castle every and usually take the bus back up as Princess’s legs aren’t quite able for 8K just yet!
Bikes are available to hire from Grassroutes in the carpark too and you can get one of the little buggy-trailers for the minions. The castle grounds are beautiful and while ours are too young to do the full bridal path, there is lots to occupy them (and their imaginations) in the gardens.
(Tell your minions that the gates with the stag heads are the Gates to Santa’s summer house. Never gets old!)
The Beach – We are so blessed to have so many beautiful beaches on our doorsteps. Lisfannon Beach in Fahan is possibly my favourite place in the world. It’s not only where I often escape for some sneaky Mam-me time, (seriously, some life changing decisions have been made on this beach), it’s also where I take the girls if we want to have some good old fashioned free fun.
It’s only 15 minutes from my house, but the girls feel like they’ve had such a treat, even if we only stop for a 20 minute run-about. Over the summer, I keep a blanket and buckets in the car, so if we find ourselves nearby, it’s easy to stop here. I also keep a bag with a change of clothes and a towel in the boot, just incase it’s warm enough for a paddle. There’s loads of parking and in the summertime, there’s usually an ice-cream van in the carpark.
We’ve recently found Tank & Skinny’s on the pier in Buncrana too and it’s amazing for a coffee or brunch after wandering on the beach. So worth a visit.
Nature Walks – The girls love these. They spend a lot of time outside in the garden, but the excitement of getting to go beyond the gate is immense! We live in the back-end of beyond, so in fairness, even a play in the garden can be a learning curve, but if I really want to occupy them for an hour, we just go walkies!
Mini-Me can point out some of the tree types (reminding me of things that I used to know!) and there’s a gate at the end of our farm where I once told her the fairy kingdom begins, so she loves to visit there. She stands on the side of the road talking to the gate, but in her head, she’s on a serious adventure! Fun fun fun and FREE FREE FREE!
Parks – Letterkenny has two fab parks. The town park is great but it’s lacking parking, so if it’s too busy, we often opt for Ballymacool Park. Just outside the town, it’s peaceful and quiet, even when busy. It’s easy to park, has lovely trails for walking and beautiful views. The little playpark is wonderful; clean and full of playthings for kids of all ages. The best thing about this little area is that it’s fully fenced off, and so no matter what direction Princess runs in, she’s safe (and enclosed!).
Ards Forest Park – Simply pay €5 to park and go get lost in the woods before strolling back along the most beautiful beach. The play park is gorgeous, there’s a coffee shop and there’s even a stretch of boardwalk. Very beautiful and lots of scope for stories and imagination in the forest. The Fairies live there you know. And the Grufallo comes on holidays sometimes so keep your eyes peeled for footprints. 🙂
Soft Play – Some days, Soft play is the only answer isn’t it? Especially with the summer weather we get here! The most exciting thing about going to soft play, is going to soft play with OTHER minions. It’s win:win; A catch up for the mums, excitement (and a guaranteed successful bedtime) for the kids. Arena 7 has recently had an overhaul and looks amazing! Century Play has everything you need for a fun few hours too. Both are wonderful and have different features that the kids love, AND they all serve good coffee. Keep an eye on their pages for deals and rates.
Oakfield Park – As you all know, we LOVE Oakfield Park and have done for many, many years. (It used to be our roseymantic strolling spot before it got huge and before we had kids!0
It’s only 10 minutes from where we live and great for family Sunday-fundays, but also for random afternoons over the holidays. There is a charge to get in of course, but what I love about this place is that every year when they reopen, something new and wonderful has been added to the park. They add to the facility constantly.
The Buffers Tea rooms/restaurant is lovely, but you can also bring a picnic along with you. We always bought the annual pass as it’s great value if you use the park often. I’m delighted to be a Park Ambassador for Oakfield now. The park truly is stunning, so well kept and beautifully presented. There’s a play park and the Fairy tree is a favourite of Mini-Me’s. The steam train never gets old.
Oakfield Park also hosts events and celebrations throughout the season, so keep an eye on their pages for details.
Lurgy Brack Farm has expanded so much and is really a world of fun! We visited last month for the first time in many years and I couldn’t believe how big it was and how much they have added since our last trip. There’s a charge to get it, and when we go back, we’ll aim to spend the whole day. (We were meeting mates for a coffee and quick play so paying full price for the three of us for two hours seemed pricey, but when I saw exactly what is there, it was worth every penny.) I would definitely pack a picnic and a change of clothes and go for the full day next time! They have put so much thought and energy into creating a lovely escape on the outskirts of Letterkenny and it’s definitely somewhere we’ll be spending more time this summer.
We have a to-do list for summer 2019 started and I’ll add anywhere that we discover to this list as we go through.
So there you go. These are just our top go-to days out and activities in and around Letterkenny, all year round. I’m sure you could all add your own to this list.
Here’s to a fun Sunday Fundays and some sort of Springtime weather!
Once upon a time, in a damp and draughty classroom, Mammy here remembers asking the loveliful and unfortunate lady charged with the torture of teaching her Mathematicalisms, a question.
“Why and Where on the Great Jebus’s flat Earth, will I ever need to know this Sin, Cos and Tan crap like?” I asked poor Miss Jacinta.
Because Mammy knew that unless she wanted to train as a fecking astronaut, or be the woman who waved the fricken Ping Pong bats at landing aeroplanes, “Sin, Cos and Tan” would only be at best the name of a band she’d never listen to and at worst, a cocktail she’d never order.
And Miss Jacinta, in her genuine loveliness, somehow managed to keep her shit together with the mathematically challenged Mammy. 🙄
… even on the day when I answered get gentle “What is a+b?” with “Ab” – Duh.
(The difference in a literary and mathematagical brain I guess?)🤣
Miss Jacinta either had the patience of a saint, gin in her flask, or she felt absolute PITY for the Half-wit in front of her for those five long years.
Don’t get me wrong now, I could and can (usually) do the basics.
Like figuring out what 27.3% off a pair of shoes will save me in 0.3 seconds? No problem.
And for some reason, I “GOT” triangle angles which have come in handy for, well… walking around corners and loading chilli on my nachos.
And as for the theorems? I learned those bad boys like bad poems and yet I never understood a single fecking digit. Not even 1…(boom…)😉😉
I have indeed never used “Sin, cos or tan” in the sense of the words she taught. Obviously, I have never sinned, being the saintly legendary Ladybelke that I am… I use “cos” only to describe the foot that goes into those discounted shoes, and my tan is where it should be. In the bottle.
So imagine my annoyance, when 20 years after waving at the lovely Miss Jacinta as I left her classroom for the last time, I suddenly find my mathematilda being challenged again…
Because my 7 year old needs help with her fecking HOMEWORK!🙄🙄
I am however, quite contented and optimistic about the future of person-kind, because let me tell you, by the time our 7 year olds are in 5th class, they will have the mathematical intelligence to decipher NASA’s most secretful codes and be bringing fecking mermaids into existence with their imagination, a calculator and a spatula, just for fun.
This was one of tonight’s questions.👇👇👇
Of course, the child (eventually) saw logical mathe-magical patterns and formulae. (which of course have some pedagogical purpose known only to math whizzes!)
Mammy here, I wondered why the tiger had pink blocks on her back.
I saw a KNACKERED Mammy Tiger, with 57 tabs open on her brain, only a part of her former self, shellshocked and wavering under the weight of a big pile of blocks fecked on top of her.
I wanted to write a short story explaining how the blocks might be metaphoric of the invisible pressures a Mum has to deal with in order to NOT LOOK LIKE A BLOODY NUMPTY in front of her child because of homework that is clever-er than Mammy, or any other adult born before project Math…
So much for singing “Toodalloooooo Jacinta” and smugly thinking I’d never have to feel stupid because of Maths again.
I got THAT wrong too.
Somethings never change eh?
How was your evening?
Noun – A Mammy who believes that her way of parenting is the correct and proper way; judging and dismissing other Mums who do not parent as she parents.
Adj – Sanctimammious
‘Live and Let live’ they say.
But once you dip your toe into the world of Parenthood, that seems to change for some people. It becomes ‘Do as I do, Think as I think’.
There is no area in our lives which can cause heightened levels of self-doubt and self-criticism as parenting. And often, it is the outright self-righteousness and shared opinions of other parents which makes us doubt ourselves.
Have you ever been asked something about your child, only to have an eyebrow raised, or a lip pursed at your reply?
Have you ever been nervous of telling someone how YOU do things, because you know that they do it differently?
We all have. We’ve all been there.
Parenting styles and beliefs and practices vary, not just in countries, or counties or communities, but within homes.
For twenty houses in an estate or on a road, there will be twenty different parenting styles happening at once.
But here’s the thing.
Just because YOU do things differently, doesn’t make you better.
Just because you work AND have kids, doesn’t make you better than the Mum who is working her ass off at home.
Just because you’re able to stay at home with your Puking minion, doesn’t make you a better Mum than the Mum who had no choice but to leave hers with Granny, because she couldn’t get off work.
Just because you Breastfeed your baby, doesn’t make you better than the Mum who, for WHATEVER reason, has to (or chooses to) Bottle feed. You don’t know why they can’t (or don’t) breast feed. You don’t have to. IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!
Just because you use organic, reusable nappies, you are not superior to the Mammy who stocks up on Packets from Aldi-Everything.
Just because your Baby sleeps well, does not mean that the Mum who hasn’t slept for 14 months is less brilliant than you.
Just because you’ve decided to wean your Baby by the guidance of some book, feeding Quinoa and avocado and peppers, doesn’t make you better than the Mum who feeds her kid mashed potato and gravy, or (shock horror!) fishfingers and waffles.
Just because your little Japonica goes to 5 activities a week at 11 months old, does not make you a better Mum than Jacinta next door, who can just about leave the house to do the shopping, because her PND is so crippling that she can’t breath.
Just because you gave birth without drugs, in a calm and wonderful experience, does not make you a better Mum than the lady who has had 3 sections.
Now, I am NOT saying that you shouldn’t make an effort to do what’s best and what’s healthy for your baby.
What I am saying is that what YOU deem right and important, might not be the same as another Mum. Our priorities are all different. And that’s OK
Every Mum does what SHE has to do for HER family. And the only person who knows what is right for your family is YOU.
You don’t know another Mum’s circumstance.
You don’t know her.
You don’t know if she’s happy, or watching you getting into your car to go to work, longing to be you.
You don’t know if she’s driving to work in tears because her Baby cried again as she was dropping him off.
You don’t know how many times a day the Mammy in the office feels a gutwrenching guilt at being away.
You don’t know how the Mum in her kitchen is longing for a conversation with ANYONE.
You don’t know how much the Mum who has to pay bills rather than pay for Baby swim classes longs to be able to sign her baby up.
You don’t know how much time and effort that Mum, looks fab at the school gate, took to just get out the door this morning, because she cried all night.
You don’t know how much the Mum who SEEMS to have it all, wishes that she had something else.
You don’t know how much the Mum who is mixing up formula berates herself.
You don’t know how many false smiles you see in a day.
You don’t know how Mary-Jane never throws a birthday party for Junior because the stress of it might just not be tolerable right now.
You don’t know Jack sh*t.
As long as your children are fed, and loved and looked after, you’re doing great.
How we parent our children, is nobody’s business but our own.
And more importantly, what OTHER Mums think of your parenting, is absolutely none of YOUR business.
And if you EVER hear yourself dismissing or tutting at another Mammy because she’s doing it differently to you, lift your hand, grab a wooden spoon and hit yourself a good hard slap on the arse with it.
No one likes a Sanctimammy.
You DO know that.
So however YOU are doing things this morning Mammy, stop, close your eyes, take a breath…and smile.
Because, do you want to know something else?
You’re doing JUST FINE as you are…
We recently had the pleasure of being invited to spend Easter Weekend at Beech Hill Country House, just outside Derry.
Nestled in the hillside of Ardmore, Beech Hill is a hidden haven of peace and tranquillity, despite being only a stone’s throw from the main Derry to Belfast road. It is quite literally on the cusp of the city and only a 20 minute drive from our home.
Recently taken over by Sam Harding, Barry Kemp and Adam Kemp, the new owners of country house have vowed to turn it into Northern Ireland’s best four-star hotel.
The 32-acre estate has a rich history which is beautifully catalogued and shown both inside the hotel and on plaques throughout the forests; it was taken over by US Marines during WWII as a base for soldiers, before being transformed into a hotel in 1989.
What is a grand and stately building, filled with history and character, is being gently moulded into a modern hotel to compete with any of its contemporaries. The natural beauty of the grounds combined with the quaint decor is indeed stately and classic, and yet the restaurant and bedrooms are modern and fresh. What is also traditional and classic, is the staff and how they interact with the guest; polite, helpful and professional.
We brought the two girls along for a family switch-off and catch-up weekend!
Check in was easy and friendly. Our family room brought us on a trek through the many little corridors and rooms, all well signposted and filled with history and photographs. A lift brought us to the first floor and then a small flight of stairs brought us to the room. If you had a buggy however, there is plenty space to safely leave it if you don’t want to carry it to the room.
The family room was huge! A massive double bed, with a single bed and a fold-out bed for the toddler, these beds were incredibly comfortable. There was a sofa and resting chairs in front of the TV and lots of space for a family of 4.
The bathroom, gleamingly clean, had a bath which is so essential when travelling with kiddies.
The forests provided a beautiful playground for the four of us. We spent over two hours running and playing on the grounds before dinner and another hour on Sunday morning in a completely different part of the forest.
We had booked dinner for 6.30pm. The restaurant is bright and has gorgeous views over the little lake and gardens. Again, the staff were incredibly pleasant and efficient.
The food was beautiful. I had mussels to start; a subtle portion as opposed to the unnecessarily huge bowl that is so often served. I then had pork belly, which was served with a perfect balance of flavours and again, was a perfect size. Himself had a meat terrine to start, and then the steak, perfectly cooked and seasoned. Both were served with potato and veg. Dessert was sorbet for Him and a cheeseboard (yes, as usual) for me. It didn’t disappoint.
I was particularly impressed by the kids’ menu and the freshness of the food served to them. No beige frozen or processed food for the kiddies at Beech Hill. The chicken tenders were obviously freshly battered in breadcrumbs and the burger would have been acceptable on any adult menu! The hand-cut chips still had skin and the girls devoured their meals.
I would love to see some crayons and colours for kids next time we visit. In fairness, we managed over two hours with the girls, with no crayons or books or screens! They were quite happy to sit and chat and eat with us. Mini-Me loved feeling grown up when her food was served on proper plates, the same as ours.
They were full of stories from the forest and were so suspiciously well behaved that we even ventured into the gorgeous bar for a drink before bed. Special shout out to Aaron, the lovely barman who really knew his stuff. He was able to recommend a beer to Himself and proceeded to explain the difference between different types of draft. When I asked for an Espresso Martini, he asked if I’d like it bitter or sweet and was able to tell me the history of where the instapopular cocktail originated.
My favourite meal as always was breakfast; I get very excited about breakfast!
I love the selection and variety of fruit and cereal and baked treats, but what particularly excites me is when there is a menu and someone brings you a lovely plate of cooked joy! I am not a fan of having to plate up and serve myself. Maybe it comes from working as a waitress for many years, but when I am out for any meal, I truly appreciate it being brought to me at the table. This is unusual in hotels nowadays, but a definite tick in my book.
We had the most relaxed 24 hours. And to only have to drive a short distance to find such a beautiful escape, means that we will certainly be back. Beech Hill House is wonderful for a family switch-off. The TV in the room didn’t get switched on and the girls were so happy exploring the forests and the corridors.
It would also be perfect for a romantic sneakaway or a girly break. I’m looking forward to visiting again many times and to seeing how the new owners develop and grow this beautiful estate.
Mammy and her family were invited to review the hotel. As always however, Mammy was under no obligation to write anything, maintains her honesty and all views and comments are my own.