The boys were hard at work today removing another chimney, this time from Josh’s room, in yet another installment of the great closet problem.
It was my job to keep Josh out of their way, so I decided to go to RHS Wisley and check out their Best of British Garden Party happening this weekend.
Thankfully, we managed to get some nice weather today.
The weather here lately has been awful. Even the newspaper had this as a headline on Friday.
You’ve got to love that British sense of humour.
But today the sun was shining and the garden party at Wisley was really lovely.
All the gardens looked so beautiful.
And there were so many things to keep the children occupied.
There were model ships sailing on the Greenhouse lake.
I thought it was cute when Josh went up on his toes to try and see them.
There were Punch and Judy shows.
To be honest, I have no clue what a Punch and Judy show is. We didn’t stop to watch any while we were there, but I’m assuming it’s just a puppet show, albeit a very violent sounding one.
Punch? Is that really a character’s name?
And while I’m on the subject of British things I don’t really understand…
They also had food.
Well, one food option.
First off, if you were at an event in America, there would be probably 20 different choices of all sorts of greasy, delicious food to choose from.
In England, it’s bangers or, well, bangers.
I still have no clue what bangers are exactly, but as my mom said “if you’re hungry, you’ll eat it.”
And as it was about 3pm, I was hungry.
So I ate it.
Is it just a hot dog?
Probably Josh’s favourite thing was, of course, the vintage tractor display.
There may not have been many food options, but boy were there a lot of tractors.
Josh enjoyed the tractors so much, he had that whole glazed eye stare going.
When I managed to pull him away from the tractors, we went to my favourite thing, the music.
I know I’m a sucker, but the sun was shining, there was nice green grass to sit on and a brass band to listen too.
Josh seemed to enjoy himself too.
He would sit still listening to the song, clapping along with everyone else when it was over. He even shouted “more, more” when the band stopped to take a break at one point.
That made me pretty happy.