Crazy Golf

 Tuesday 23^rd May!

 

I awoke to a sight I never thought I would have seen! I still feel that I was too young to witness such a horror. Once I had walked into the kitchen, my grandma was frying something for breakfast. It turned out to be the remains of last night’s pork pie. I turned to look at Dad. Why on earth would you fry a pork pie? What happens to the pastry? I had so many questions and then, I realised that it wasn’t worth finding the answers out. Both Dad and I retired to the lounge a bit shell shocked.

 

Once our weird breakfast was over, we all got in the car. I must have overheard incorrectly yesterday because my dad drove towards Windermere and not Keswick. As it turned out, my Japanese grandparents wanted to climb a mountain … by car. My Dad chose to drive up Kirkstone pass to Ullswater. Using my excellent 3-year old navigation skills, we could still go to Keswick from there.

 

Originally, I though Kirkstone pass was an excellent choice by a bit of a gamble. Early in the morning the clouds seemed low, preventing excellent views. By the time we had reached the carpark at the top of the pass, those clouds had disappeared and view was superb. I sat on a wall reading my book and looking out at the view. Sadly, when we were ready to leave, a coach just got in front of us. It wasn’t too bad as we got to stop in places and have a good look around however, it was a little slow.

 

We did indeed end up in Keswick after this. Once parked we headed to the park. My dad was very excited. My Japanese grandad was a big golf fan; he played normal golf in Japan which my dad said was the ‘wrong type of golf’. Dad therefore bought four tickets for mum, grandad, uncle and himself to play crazy golf. I watched from my pushchair with grandma. My grandma, for some reason, kept feeding me bananas. I didn’t mind however, by banana number three I really wanted something else.

 

I could hear a lot of laughing from my uncle and grandad. They couldn’t quite understand crazy golf but found it funny. Grandad won! After this we had lunch from a café before we all split up; Grandad and uncle played ‘pitch n put’, my dad went off for a walk and to take some photos whereas mum, grandma and I went shopping in Keswick. It was another beautiful day and I enjoyed being pushed around. I love Keswick as there seems to be something for all.

 

We met dad in the shopping area just as grandad called to say that they had finished playing golf. We all went back to the car and left Keswick. We didn’t get far. Dad wanted to stop, at a pub on the main road between Ambleside and Keswick, called ‘The Kings Head’ for pub food. My Japanese family had not experienced UK pub food so far and this was a stunning place to stop. I shared some of my mum’s meal and it was lovely.

 

As I was so full, I had a short sleep on the way back to the flat. Once back Dad ordered tickets for all of us to go on the Windemere ferry. I was looking forward to this as I really enjoyed the ferry last time.

 

Toodle Pip!