Quiet Weekend

We didn't really do much this weekend, the weather wasn't great, and Tom wasn't great either!

Saturday - after looking at the weather we decided we should have a day in rather than out as although it was sunny, it was very windy.  After much debate we decided to go for a car ride in the Dales over to Kirkby Stephen.  It was a very beautiful ride - lots of dales, some quite different to here - more remote, rugged and deserted (apart from the sheep!).  First stop was the Stainmore Railway.  This is a 'very' local heritage railway and wasn't operational this weekend, although there were plenty of volunteers around and we were warmly welcomed for a look around.  Tom got to play on the name plate, we bought some bits and pieces in the shop and looked around their little museum.  A cute place, we will be back one weekend when it is open (for the ride over more than anything else).

We then headed into the village for lunch and found ourselves a good little tea room in The Mulberry Tree, then a visit to the tourist information office where I managed to find myself a patch (very rare these days) before heading back a different way home.  

Now Tom wasn't really himself all day.  He seemed in his own world, and nothing we could do would shake him out of it.  We asked him if there was anything the matter, but just got a shoulder shrug as a response.  We thought he might nod off in the car on the way home but he didn't.  All very curious.  We thought the roast dinner we had planned for him would help, but it didn't.  Oh hum, early to bed then.

When Tom went to bed he started to complain of ear ache.  Not great (did I mention one of his grommets fell out about 2 weeks ago - it came out in a huge big ball of wax).  We believed him (he often comes up with fake ailments) and as we left him to go to sleep we thought it wouldn't be the last we heard of him.  We were right.  Matt ended up sitting with him on his bed until he went to sleep.  It didn't take long - I was really surprised, I guess he was tired.  However, he coughed in his sleep, the cough woke him up and then we had crying and this time he wasn't going to be consoled and he wasn't going to go back to sleep.  In the end we allowed him to get up and put Totoro on the telly for him.  This did the trick, he got absorbed into the film and forgot about his ears.  Once the film finished (about 10pm) he went back to bed happily and back to sleep.  

Sunday

Believe it or not Tom slept right through!  We couldn't quite believe it when we woke up and realised that it was morning.  Well done Totoro.  He was much perkier in the morning and said he wanted to play cricket so off he went.  The village cricket club offer cricket sessions for little ones on a Sunday morning in an attempt to get children enthused with it and join the adult club later on.  Matt took him down and I joined them later on (I was waiting in for some cakes to be collected).  Although one of the smallest, he was actually quite good, especially during batting practise - he hit nearly every ball, when most of the others missed nearly every ball (although I think the bowler was being nice to him).    When we got back, I noticed there was a discharge in his ear, poor thing, not huge amounts, but definitely enough to be quite uncomfortable.  He was happy though, the discharge meant his ears weren't hurting anymore.

We went to Inglesport for lunch and then Matt went off to play cricket for the village team.  Tom and I went over to watch him for a bit, but they were having a bad day so there wasn't too much to see!  We had a quiet afternoon, tea and bed.

Sorry, we didn't take any photos this weekend!