September 2008
museum of berkshire aviation
britain is full of quirkly little museums, many of which are shown on the excellent nothing to see here coordinated/produced by the lovely anne from i like
one such place is the museum of berkshire aviation. i’m not sure i’d recommend it though as it’s quite reader-intensive in the old school museum style of ‘look but don’t touch’. making it quite exhausting/boring depending on your age and attention span !
it promised some excitement for children but didn’t actually provide it (i wasn’t sure whether the sign above was something vintage or an actual modern bit of fun)
when i bothered to read all the words surrounding the cases it revealed a fascinating history of the woodley aerodrome as it rose to international renoun for its aircraft manufacturer, and airfield tomfoolery (dougal bader famously lost his legs after betting a friend he could do some low level acrobatics – the friend won the bet)
chevron refinery
the chevron refinery pops up on the landscape wherever you are around pembroke.
pemrokeshire 2008
and so, that’s the end of the chronological trip through our pembrokeshire holiday. hope it wasn’t too boring. i still need to tell you about our holiday house, but that can save for another day.
meanwhile i’ve got plenty of more funkypancakesque photos in my blog pending file which i’ll pop in over the darker months as normal blogging is resumed.
day 15 aberdulais falls
day 15 was the final day of our holiday and we stopped at Aberdulais Falls which is just a few minutes off the M4.
it’s a fascinating place where a natural feature (waterfall) changed the landscape due to it’s effect on industry – in this case the working of tin
two pounds ninety nine pence
jane and esther were waiting patiently in an award winning fish and chip shop which obviously didn’t win any awards for speed of service. kezia and i were restless so we walked across the street to look at this gift shop.
nothing much passes kezia’s attention and she spotted that lots of the prices were two pounds ninety nine pence (apologies for not using the pound sign, it seems not to work properly on the blog)
day 14 back to tenby
we decided to go back to tenby for our last day in pembrokeshire.
esther and i spent an hour doing a multi-cache geocache which involved finding clues round the town which when combined would reveal the final location
and then we went back to the beach for a while before i went on a photo walk of the twon which looked very nice in the sun
here was a rare outing for my polariser (hence the dark sky)
jane buried esther
and a bit later she went to look a the sea (i think the girls must have been playing in the sea by then)
jane’s parents popped by too (it’s a bit where-wally today isn’t it)
this is a canon. there’s a lot of that at the seaside to calm the seagulls
and this is what it looked like first thing in the morning when we arrived.
dummy (and passers by)
day 14 skrinkle and manorbier castle
our last day in pembrokeshire was also a rare sunny evening so we did a few geocaches before heading back to our holiday house for the last time
this is a self portait at skrinkle. possibly one of my favouritist place names
then we went to manorbier which was a lovely little village. we ended up doing a walk round the perimeter of the castle, finding a couple of geocaches on the way
day 13 back to barafundle
day 13 crazy golf
every holiday needs a trip to the crazy golf course and we went to this excellent one at Heatherton. it had a pirate theme and was your more sensible sort of crazy gold with pretend bunkers and sloping greens rather than comedy obstacles
we were the first on the course in the morning so we could lead the pace. we scored using the funkypancake family amendment to the rules (no one can score more than 8 on any hole, so people don’t forfeit the game by having one bad hole)
it ended up being down to the final shot by my father-in-law. if he pocketed the ball on a shot from a tricky bunker up against a wall, he would win against jane.
he hit it, and it went straight in to the hole but it bounced back out ! his next shot went in so it was a draw with jane. well done to them both
day 12 folly farm
day 12’s weather was the worst for consistency of soaking misery. i really don’t like theme parks at the best of times but this promised some zooage so i thought it might be ok. but it was too wet to pop out to see the animals.