Oma, Opa, Ice Cream

Broadstairs beach in lovely weather (and company, not pictured)

... and then the holidays start, and the good times kick in. The really, really good times, that is, with lots of people to play with and learn from, all day long, every day. A visit from Oma Gisela and Opa Didi (both names carefully and correctly promounced by Tara) heads the fun off.

We tour the area, with mummy and Tara being the inofficial tourist guides. First we take our honourable guests to Ramsgate central. No pics, and nothing to report, as would be in the nature of the place. Then we take them to Broadstairs, and Opa Didi's Most Memorable quote reads as follows, loosely translated: "A sight for sore eyes... after the shock of yesterday!" He mumbles, but my ears are as sharp as my opinion...


Together, we visit parks, Canterbury (Mummy drives, whee-hee), Tara receives and learns to ride a tricycle round the neighbourhood, and has helps herself to her first ice cream. Note: This is MY ice cream. I bought missy a small beginner's pale milky one, which she looked at sideways, rejected with a turn of the head, and demanded the nice red one that mummy (with her good sense of taste) had obviously chosen for herself. So swap we did *sigh*...

Lick lick...

The big question at the end of the week: would I get an invite for interview for the position of librarian at the language specialist grammar school mentioned earlier? Or would I be able to hop the ferry with the older and the younger generation and continue to enjoy sharing Tara with an extended family? Guess!

With Oma Gisela
With Opa Didi