Tea and bacon

Charlie has developed an obsession with tea. There is something very amusing about a 2 and ½ year old little boy asking for a cup of tea. He sits with his Pooh bear cup and slurps away, pausing only to say ‘cheers’ and clunk cups. We (Me, Charlie and mum) went to Felbrigg Hall (National Trust property) yesterday for a walk and to feed the donkeys, we ended up in the tea shop afterwards. I had a lemonade and Charlie and mum shared a pot of tea.

I really like taking Charlie to new places and one place we have recently visited is The Bucks Goat Centre. It was really lovely and Charlie decided that after the dilapidated trampoline his favourite things were the goats (this may sound obvious but despite the name there are various animals there). He got to feed a 2 week old goat and then made friends with two 6 week old goats named Lola and Rose. They are allowed to wander round and Lola decided that Charlie was her permanent companion for the day. Charlie managed to appropriate a Little Tikes ride-on motorbike and was flying round the goat barn with Lola flying after him. Every now and then he’d stop and shout, ‘LOOK AT  MINE BABY GOAT – I LUFF HER!’ At one point he decided to have a chat with one of the pigs – his name is Bertie Bacon and he was re-homed at the centre as he was out of control at his previous home. He lived with a family and would raid the food cupboards then fall asleep on the sofa. Anyway, Bertie’s pen was next to 2 lady pigs (often referred to as sows) who were on heat. This resulted in Bertie getting a bit frisky. Unfortunately when Charlie went to say hello he (the pig as oppose to Charlie) barged the gate so hard it was dented and Charlie jumped so high he virtually hit the ceiling. Charlie had a huge row with Bertie which involved much angry finger pointing accompanied by shouting ‘YOU IS A NAUGHTY PIG – I IS JUMPIN’ ‘ACOS O YOU PIG!’ etc.