Three little duckies


This Sunday myself and the boys visited my Mum and Dad for the day. The hubster was working and the house is still somewhat chaotic with the ongoing work on the bathroom so it was nice to escape for a few hours. We decided that, due to the beautiful sunny weather we would take the boys over to the Woodland Gardens in Bushy Park – a place I have adored since I was a little child – essentially a magical woodland filled with (at this time of year) wall to wall purple rhododendron and many coloured azaleas, with the paths and walkways taking you this way and that, never sure whether you will end up in a woodland glade, adorned with bluebells, or at a lakeside vista, complete with totem pole! Pooh sticks and hide and seek behind the giant oak trees and in and out of the strange lands that exist underneath rhododendron bushes were the order of the day for me as a child.

Sadly some of the magic was a little lacking this time round as the powers that be have obviously decided that the rhododenron’s were due for a little crop and have razed vast patches to the ground leaving nothing but a few muddy stumps.


One magic moment for us though, involved the discovery of a mother duck with her three fluffy ducklings – they were so tame – quite happy to have their photos taken – not so impressed by JJ chucking them some stalks of grass intead of a few juicy bugs or even some stale bread!

The kids were mesmerised.


I had to pull out all the stops to get EJ to comply with my request to turn back and head for home – yep, that’s right I pulled out the ice cream card! “Ice Cream” is one of EJ’s only phrases (he’ll shout it out if he spots the right van!) and never have I seen such a prompt about turn!

*Apologies for the rough quality of these photos – I forgot to take my camera with me and this was the best I could muster with my Windows phone!