Eating in Public

We've not long been back from our family holiday. I can thoroughly recommend the location and the accommodation was excellent. The only problem was it was the first week of August in England!

It rained continuously which rendered my choice of "cottage next to secluded South Devon beach" a bit redundant. It soon started to feel like a week of rainy Sunday afternoons ... still got to find something to amuse the kids. A bit of a busman's holiday then ...

One evening we decided to risk taking Dais out to eat in public - never a great idea. We drove around tiny country lanes, splashing through enormous puddles to find a pub that was not fully booked on a Saturday evening. Finally we came upon the Golden Hind and, leaning into the wind as we crossed the car park, came up with the last free table in the area.

Luckily it was a corner table. We were able to put Dais on a bench next to the wall while the rest of us penned her in. Whilst waiting for our order, Dais treated us to a song, accompanying herself on the copper pans hanging from the walls to add some rythmn. She made herself a great "cake" in a little pot on the table created from the sachets of sugar, salt, ketchup and tartare sauce and by the time the meal arrived, was under the table shouting "Ready, aim ... fire!" with the miniature brass cannon decorating every table to underscore the Golden Hind theme.

Most parents would feel pretty stressed feeding their child fishy nuggets under the table, but remember we had been out in public for nearly an hour and she hadn't set light to anything yet.

We were so delighted with the breakthrough, we decided to stay for pudding.

Cheers!

Out In Public

We've not long been back from our family holiday. I can thoroughly recommend the location and the accommodation was excellent. The only problem was it was the first week of August in England! It rained continuously which rendered my choice of "cottage next to secluded South Devon beach" a bit redundant. It soon started to feel like a week of rainy Sunday afternoons ... still got to find something to amuse the kids.

One evening we decided to risk taking Dais out to eat in public - never a great idea. We drove around tiny country lanes, splashing through enormous puddles to find a pub that was not fully booked on a Saturday evening. Finally we came upon the Golden Hind and leaning into the wind as we crossed the car park came up with the last free table in the area.