Father's Day!

It is Father's Day today and I gave my daddy a present for being the best dad ever. I decided to get him a book because he is always reading. I think he liked my choice!

Matilda's Clubhouse!

Welcome to Matilda's Clubhouse, a little house constructed for me by my Grandad, Mummy and Daddy and painted by me! It is made out of the cardboard boxes that Grandad and Grandma's new garden furniture turned up in. The outside is painted the same colour as my Grandad and Grandma's real house - the inside is all my own work!

Íssssss!

Whether you call it Ís or Ice-cream it is soooo good!

Bounce!

Bouncy Castles are one of my favourite things to play on. Here I am at the Hatherden Fete today.

A Winner At The Fete!

Went to the Hatherden Fete today at the Wildhern playing field, where I usually spend quite a bit of time on the swings and slide. But today my playground was a lot different with carousels, bouncy castles, tombola, a dog show, tug-of-war for the big people, and lots and lots of stalls where you could buy sweets and cakes and second-hand books. And you could test your skill. Of course I won a football when I kicked the ball into the goal and I won a penguin on the tombola. I had lots of goes on the carousel horses, so many that my dad said it would have been cheaper for him to have bought the whole machine!

Cool Pool!

With the lovely warm and sunny weather we had in England on my return from France it wasn't long before I was back in the pool. Well, the paddling pool! But who cares if it didn't give me the opportunity to do a few laps, it has been a great way to cool down and enjoy the start of summer.

Matilda Soleil!

Just back from a month of sunning on the French Riviera. Plenty of beach trips, pool-time, fresh fruit, baguettes and just as toasty weather.
And the scenery! Wow! Which even from the vantage point of my car seat as we meandered along the shining coastline from St Tropez to Toulon, was just breathtaking.
I can't wait to go back again to feel the warm sun that turns my skin brown and my hair golden and the sea-lapped sand beneath my feet.
Oh to be serenaded by the chorus of cicadas and take in the sweet and smokey scent of the Pin de Parasol pines! I could move there in a heartbeat. Dad, can we?