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The posh hotel that we’re allowed to use because they own our more downmarket apartments has a new 30 seat cinema. And this morning Catie, Phoebe and me went down there to watch Toy Story 4. For the second time in the early run of a massive blockbuster we found we had the cinema to ourselves. Which was a lovely luxury and allowed our daughter to ask loud questions throughout, making it all the more delightful.
This is not the best Toy Story film, it’s either third or fourth (I can’t remember much about two) and it didn’t make me cry (though when it flashbacked to the end of three I still found myself welling up a bit) though the themes of letting go as children grow up hit a little harder now. Four and a bit years have flown by and although it seems like a long time before our kids will be leaving their toys behind, I know it will go by in a flash. I am continually surprised by how huge and clever and adept our daughter is. Surely it was only last year that she emerged into this world screaming with horror.
It was a fun start to the day (well if you ignore the six hours we’d been awake before 11am) and then I took the dog for a walk on my own, up to the hills above the town. I have been here a few times but never climbed these hillocks, but the dog walking this last few months has given me a better level of fitness and I was looking forward to surviving the town and the sea from the top.
I went a fair way along the path to the higher of the hills, but then returned and saw that the nearer mount also had a large pile of stones at the top, so I came off the path, picked up a stone that had fallen from a wall and headed up there. I thought the horses might move when they saw me and especially Wolfie, but they stared at us with a lack of passion, or maybe with mild aggression. I decided to record a brief holiday Stone Clearing podcast for the fummer folftice -
you can listen to it here.
It was as gorgeous and magical as this photo makes it look and I don’t think that it is unreasonable to think that those horses were put there by Merlin to guard this monument made by giants from the distant past or future.
It was not wholly unpleasant to get a little break from the kids, but that just makes it nicer to see them again. The weather was nice enough to hang out by the pool for the rest of the afternoon, though the breeze was a little chilly once we had emerged from the pool. But we tired the kids out, even at the expense of tiring ourselves out. We got them to bed by 7pm, but I was too tired to last beyond 8pm and we had another early night.
One day we’ll get a holiday that’s for us again. We might be taking cruises by then though.
