After Emma got over her sicky bug that Amelia gave to her on the plane journey over we decided to go for a drive up to El Teide, the dormant volcano that formed Tenerife.
We’d set off early and so took bread, cheese, ham and chocolate biscuits with us with the plan of stopping for breakfast. Above is a piccy of Mummy wielding a knife making sandwiches with the clouds beneath us in the background.
A quick interruption to our holiday blogging updates but it was necessary to put up the ever so cute picture of Amelia in her pinny doing the washing up. Get them started young in child labour and all that.
Amelia, Em and I spent a morning at the Monkey Park looking at well, monkeys really, but there were also parrots, jaguars and for some bizarre reason an awful lot of guinea pigs.
It was a great day and we were able to walk through several monkey cages where we could feed the monkeys nuts and bread. The monkeys were clambering over our shoulders and eating food out of our hands which was great fun. Unfortunately, towards the end of our monkey feeding session one of the little monkeys decided it fancied Amelia’s dummy. He or she ate the food out of Emma’s hand and then ran around her shoulders to where Amelia was and snatched the dummy from her mouth before scampering up into the trees. You’ve never heard screaming like it, from Amelia that is!
Mummy jumped into consoling Amelia mode whilst Daddy took off in hot pursuit with the camera to record the incident for posterity. The results are above.
Fire officers Steele and Steele reporting for duty at Santa Cruz Fire Department. Em, Amelia and I spent a day exploring Santa Cruz and Daddy being a boring would-be botanist dragged us all off to the García Sanabria Park. It was faaaaantastic. We looked at all kinds of crazy plants, we saw parrots flying through the trees, and as you can see above we spent about a fortnight in the childrens play section.
Remember when you were young and cicuses still existed, and clowns used to turn up in those little cars or little motorbikes. Well, that’s how I felt in the little fire engine. I had to kinda slide one leg in right across the engine, then bend double and slide in and finally twist around to drag my other leg in. Jaz would have had no chance! Getting out again was equally tricky.
For the rest of the holiday all we heard from Amelia was "park, park, park, park". Lovely!
This is our first day on the lovely island of Tenerife. We decided to drive over to Los Cristianos as there was supposed to be a market there on Sundays and we just desperately needed to buy some errrr Canarian market stuff!!
Before going to the market we decided we’d spend an hour or two playing on the beach building sand castles. Mummy couldn’t build them initially so Daddy gave her a master class in building – it is in my blood after all!
Following our beach trip we went for a wander through the town and had milkshakes and pancakes, which were nice. We couldn’t find this mythical market mind.
As a final note, I may be getting a bit chunky in my twilight years but at least I’m not as fat as those two blimps behind me.
We’ll be having a series of holiday blogs for the next ten days. It seems only right that we should start the blogs with the start of the holiday.
The plane hadn’t even taken off before Milly-Moo decided to yack up all over herself and Emma. Unfortunately she did the same things a couple of days before and Emma had used the spare clothes in Amelia’s bag and forgotten to replace them [ bad mummy ] so Amelia spent the remainder of the flight to Tenerife in a topless pose.
The smell was bloody awful and Daddy had to endure it for four and a half hours. I’m sure when Mummy reads this she’ll not be too happy given that she was in the firing line and had a puke smelling Amelia snuggled up to her for the entire journey, but Mums are better at this sort of thing than Dads, I reckon. I don’t think we were too popular with the other inhabitants of the flight either.
Unfortunately a few days later Em also fell victim to the sicky bug and had a day laid up in the apartment that we rented from our friend Becky. Em started to feel a bit dodgy at the chinese restaurant we were eating at looking out to sea. So I had to consume spring roll, thai green curry with noodles, chicken and cashew nuts with fried rice, a few forkfuls of Amelia’s curry and rice and a whole bottle of Faustino. It was hard work but I soldiered through it. Em threw up as we walked back to the apartment, we looked like real Brits abroad and were only missing a copy of The Sun tucked under my arm – it almost brought a tear to my eye.
We had an identity parade recently trying to determine who’d done a pee-pee near the piano. The culprit was found and as a punishment has been forced to endure the ignominy of wearing a Pampers +4 nappy.
The question is, is it Milly the mild mannered munchkin….could be…chong chicka chong chicka chicka chong chong.