Thursday was peculiar: it didn’t rain at all. No dampness, no water.
Naturally, the first thing we did was go find some.
Our neighbour had mentioned Dyserth Falls, just a couple of miles from the camp site. It was lovely. If you fancy a visit to a pretty sight, it’s worth the 40p donation, which is all they ask. They trust you to drop it in the box on the way over to the waterfall.
Waterfalls are boring, unless you are a photographer. We – the children, the dogs and me – left the Hub doing his thing and climbed the steepest steps I ever met outside of one drunken night in 1986. Great view of the countryside; none at all of the top of the waterfall, which was well hidden by trees, for safety.
We went back to the Hub, still doing his thing, and waited. Waterfalls are pretty but boring. Photographers are pretty boring.
Eventually, the Hub heard our whining and joined us for bacon baps on the bench, from the little shop/café that serves tourists.
The service was outstanding. We wanted to buy a couple of sausages for the dogs (they were also on holiday) but they couldn’t be sold without the buns and that would have been a waste. When the woman came with a huge bowl of water for the dogs (which Toby managed to fall into), she brought two date-expired sausage rolls, not fit for human consumption but perfect for slavering pooches, free of charge (we gave them the meat only; no pastry. They might have been on holiday but we still watched their waistlines) .
Dyserth Falls: definitely recommended.
Next, we went to Rhyl so the kids could spend their money. I bought something unnecessary and frivolous, which I haven’t done in years. A scarf with rings, butterflies and things, for a fiver. I’ll have to take a pic for you, when I wear it. I may never wear it because it’s not really something I would ever wear, but I really liked it and I don’t regret the purchase.
Frivolity: definitely recommended.
Finally, a bit of culture. We visited Rhuddlan Castle, meeting a lovely lady (M.B.E.) on the desk, who chatted to us for ages and admired our many and polite children.
Up on the ramparts, we spotted our shadows way down on the ground and the kids did an impromptu rendition of YMCA, leading another tourist to mutter ‘Pillocks!’ under his breath. He obviously didn’t read the frivolity memo.
The kids compounded their crime by enthusiastically chasing and catching a runaway Labrador, to the owner’s gratitude; playing quoits with no skill whatsoever (the Hub put them to shame even though he was furthest away from the pole); and rolling gleefully if somewhat painfully down a steep hill, where it is entirely possible logs steeped in burning oil were once rolled to see off invaders.
Childhood: definitely to be enjoyed, even when you’re sixteen.
Hub takes nice photos. I’ve stolen the YMCA one to a collection of shadow pix I’m making (duly credited of course) for a poem I’m working on.
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He’ll be chuffed!
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I almost feel like I have been there myself!
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You damp, too? 🙂
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Damp, grimy. cold and p’ed off with this everlasting winter!
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😦
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I’ve done the rolling down the hill thing, at Powerscourt Gardens. I was about 30 at the time.
And the guy who thought you were pillocks for the YMCA thing is a pillock himself, I think it was a brilliant idea.
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Some people just don’t know how to have fun. You and I are not among them 🙂
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The pictures are wonderful, it’s amazing how blue a sky can get after days of deluge. The hub takes really good pictures, it’s an art form knowing how to make a static thing visually interesting. Frivolity has an absolute place in one’s life and I look forward to seeing you wear the scarf, you were a model you know. It would be a good excuse for the Hub and you to go somewhere together not even fancy just somewhere out.
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So long as we are back for eight p.m., we’ll be happy 🙂
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I have always loved waterfalls.
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Looks like a pretty place. But I’d never see it. I gave up steep steps a long time ago. 🙂
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There’s plenty to see at ground level 🙂
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You know me,…. I’d be with Hub taking photos of waterfalls and castles everywhere!
Wonderful castle… and whatever a “pillock” is , I’m sure you are not it! (I did think it meant a fish but apparently that’s a Pilchard LOL!)
Some people just can’t stand other people having fun.. and they are KIDS so for heavens sake be happy they aren’t doing worse stuff like graffiti-ing the walls!
You should have pointed at the ground and said to that guy “sir I believe you dropped something”.. when he looks and says “what?”you could reply, “your sense of humour” and then just walked away 🙂
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Oh, I like that one! I must remember it.
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Sounds like a ton of fun! I love the YMCA shadow picture. The “pillocks” muttering tourist is a killjoy. BTW, Rupert is jealous of the sausages.
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Remind me again…is the boyfriend Rupert or Leif…? 😀 😀
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with the lack of water brought much fun and family memories. so glad you enjoyed that day with no rain!! and even the dogs got a treat!!!
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They are spoiled rotten 🙂
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Sounds like a blast!
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Enjoyed this post, Tilly and the pictures. What fascinating history your country has. Sorry you had an encounter with the frivolity police but at least no arrests were made.
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Amazing to think some people begrudge fun to anyone, never mind children.
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How can you say waterfalls are boring? !
Sounds like a wonderful day out. 🙂
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If you had to look at the same view for what seemed like eternity, I think you’d also be a little bored 🙂
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Cycloman has a camera, I do know what you mean, really 🙂
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Really pretty! Sounds like a fun trip.
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It was 🙂
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Great post, and shows that you are never too old to have fun! Also, that having fun doesn’t need to cost shedloads of money. 🙂
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It’s about making the best of what you’ve got, and throwing in some laughter. 🙂
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I’ve been following closely, as I have been working on my own camping story.
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How is it going?
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That’s the problem with other tourists nowadays, Tilly, they have no sense of fun whatsoever. I bet they were annoyed because you beat them to it, and they wanted to do the Birdie Song.
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Oh how I wish that was true! Thanks for the giggle 😀
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To find the waterfall boring – hubby he made a pretty good job of the photos. Your family set up on the bench – great shot. Amazed how much you lot did .. considering all the rain. Well done. It’s a hard job to be a true tourist.
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The waterfall wasn’t really boring, but there’s only so long you can look at something without yawning….
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Love your sense of humor !!!!
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Why it sounds to me like you just went hog wild! Have you no sense of restraint? The sun must have driven you mad!
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Crazy peeps, we 🙂
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Beautiful photos, and I like waterfalls! 🙂 You are a fun-filled family! And you even take the dogs. Good people you! Debra
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Confession: we bought the tent so we could holiday with the dogs 🙂
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It was a rainfall holiday you chose unlike those who go on a sunshine holiday to Spain etc? I love to dance & sing (?) at a moments notice, I’m not crazy. Am I?
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I suspect that’s what keeps you sane 🙂
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I can watch the sea and waterfalls for ages. Just funny like that. Lovely spot.
I can tell you had Wales of a time! (Even for me, that one is too really awful.)
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I liked it!
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I still love waterfalls… memorable to me. 😉
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Did somebody mention throwing water? No, it was throwing laughter. Much better! All families should perform YMCA by waterfalls. The world would be a better place.
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I love the YMCA photo. 🙂
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