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What I did on my holidays
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Got back last Friday from a week's holiday in South Wales with the usual ex-Warwick suspects. Total head count this year was twenty-five adults, by my reckoning, with a further eight little ones. The garklet was the only small boy amongst the kids; hopefully either ruthj and hsb will produce another boy, otherwise it's going to be him versus the monstrous regiment of women. Anyway, he enjoyed charging around with the elder girls (Lottie, Thea and the twins), even if it was a little trying on the eardrums of the rest of us.

Thursday: stayed overnight at the Wheelwrights Arms, and met up with Simon (Bath RT and ex-colleague of ias) for a bite to eat. Very nice indeed.

Friday: Shopped in Bath in the morning, sat in traffic en route to Wales, arrived at Plas Glansevin and flopped.

Saturday: A lazy day. Faffed around in the morning, then headed into Llandovery for the farmers' market (bought elderberry jam and a nice piece of Welsh black beef) and a cream tea with the Mapes. Cream tea passable, service poor, didn't tip. Took the garklet to the playground. marklesuk cooked for all the older children and their parents.

Sunday: Weather hot. Again, faffed around in the morning while contriving a plan to go to the beach. Lost argument for a trip to the Cardigan Bay coast (Mwnt, Tresaith or Llangranog) in favour of the Gower (in fairness, it would have been a bit of a hike) and set out with the Mapes and the Lloyds. The Lloyds fell by the wayside, so just the Mapes and the Garks had a picnic on Broughton Bay. Introduced the garklet to the sea (sort of unsure) and sand (liked), and listened to him grinding his teeth on sand. Weather v. hot, so had a dip in the outdoor pool on our return. rufusuk's birthday, so kentonuk, mistymaria and their brood dropped by for a flying visit (raising the girl:boy ratio amongst the children to 9:1). Rather good sausage casserole from the Lloyds in the evening.

Monday: Weather hot again. Headed off to Carmarthen in the morning to try and find i) sandals and ii) sunglasses for the garklet. Failed at the first, succeeded at the second. If it weren't for the blue frames with footballs on, the wraparound mirrorshades would make him look like a 1/3rd scale Keanu Reeves in dungarees. In the afternoon, went to the Gwili Valley Railway to reintroduce the lad to steam trains. Rather more interested than previously (cue cries of 'baya!'), although he seemed to like the miniature railway more than the standard gauge. Must be a matter of perspective. Went a bit mad in the shop and bought all the Ivor books, the Ivor DVD, etc. ias restrained herself and came away with just an Ivor snowglobe, while I made do with a secondhand book on the planned German invasion of the UK in 1940, as you do. Another dip in the pool and a rather nice courgette risotto (with our own courgettes) to round off the day.

Tuesday: Rained overnight, and looked like it was going to rain again, so headed off to the caves at Dan yr Ogof with the Mapes and the Lloyds. Weather held out fairly well until the afternoon, as did my back from carrying the lad around the caves. The first caves seemed to wow the lad, while the waterfall in the Cathedral cave reduced him to a state of slack-jawed ecstasy. Didn't enter the Bone Cave, mainly because of the long flight of steps to get to the entrance. Also, dinosaurs go 'rawr' according to the garklet. We haven't taught him this, and I don't think that the nursery have (although I could be wrong). Ancestral memory or imaginative small boy: you decide.

ias had cooked the beef we bought on Saturday the night before, so we picnicked on it with the Mapes and Lloyds (plus watercress, good bread, and mustard, naturally). Got back to the house, and realised that there had been some confusion as to whether or not we were cooking that night (we'd thought not, everyone else thought we were), so cooked the corned beef hash slightly differently than usual, which turned out to be both tastier and quicker. Who'd have guessed?

Wednesday: In a doomed attempt to educate the garklet in the difference between sheep and cows (every large mammal apart from the big cats is currently a cow), we went to the National Wool Museum at Dre-Fach Felindre in the morning, then headed to the NT gold mine at Dolaucothi via the Gwili Pottery. Bought another decorative plate for the kitchen.

Dolaucothi has been further developed since I was last there (probably about twenty years ago). They've now made the Long Adit accessible to wheelchairs and pushchairs, so the garklet can now say that he's also been down a mine. Just as well, since we wouldn't have been able to get him into any of the other workings, nor walk around the broader area. Unlike Dan yr Ogof, which is rather touristy, Dolaucothi has no fixed lighting in the workings, and has decent guides rather than naff AV interpretation with castoff mannequins from C&A. The lad managed to keep his hard hat on for the duration, which is something of a small miracle given his previous dislike of hats (although he's also decided that he likes his baseball cap with the fish on). Lovely roast from the Mapes in the evening, so gorged myself on veg.

Thursday: Our penultimate day in the house, so we decided to take the garklet to a castle. Had a toss-up between Cilgerran, which I remembered fondly from my childhood (and which is close to Newcastle Emlyn), and Kidwelly, which I hadn't been to before. Chose the latter, which was fortunate; Kidwelly is a Norman castle with an extensive C13th rebuild, and has some of the best-preserved fortifications that I've seen in Wales.

Post-castle, headed for Dinefwr Park, just outside Llandeilo. Unusually for an NT property, the building contents had been sold off before they took possession, so they took the decision to refurnish the house to a date in 1912 rather than try to recreate its most recent inhabited state. The result was that you had a house where all the artefacts could be handled and which wasn't cluttered with the accumulated bric-a-brac of the previous owners - they'd also done some excellent social history work on the below-stairs staff in the house.

Dinner was an avocado, bacon and black pudding salad, since almost everyone else had buggered off to the pub. Would have been nice to have been told about this, since our opportunities for going out sans garklet are few and far between. To top it off, picked up a stomach bug that someone else had earlier in the week and spent the night throwing up avocado, black pudding and bacon.

Friday: Still feeling poorly from the night before, so no breakfast. Packed the car, and ineffectually helped clear the house (extra kudos to Mark for collecting the contents of the bins in the rooms). Drove into Llandeilo, which is really rather nice (bit of a shame that we hadn't got to it earlier in the week - Kav's given a much better account here), and then settled in for the drive back to Southampton. Stopped off en route in Coleford to visit another of ias's ex-colleagues. Coleford is lovely, if cramped; the High Street wasn't wide enough for two cars to pass (the chap we asked for directions jovially suggested that we might want to fold back our wingmirrors), and we managed to drive through the village twice before finding the house (and we found it only because Sheila stood in the middle of the road).

There were a (very) few (very) minor niggles with the week:

  • It's a bit of a shame that there was no big communal meal (for the grownups, rather than for the kids and parents) as there has been in some previous years. The kitchens were a decent size, and we could have easily managed that.
  • We missed the previous holiday at Plas Glansevin, so we also missed the accompanying pre-holiday discussion about local amenities. We really need a wiki for these things. I'll look at setting one up for next year.
  • I've realised that I rather miss the communal activities that have been organised in previous years, such as Steve Shipway's treasure hunts or Pete and Kav's Great Egg Races. I hereby commit myself to organising at least one thing along these lines for the next holiday.
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Crap. I totally meant to organise one of my race/challenges (either with eggs or planes or something) but completely forgot! I'll DEFINITELY do one next year, sorry!!!

I have a large box of art straws and an idea.

I have a new quiz buzzer system but didn't manage to sort out a quiz but will definitely do next year as I think the buzzer element will add a new twist to things;-)

Yes, buzzer would be good.

Re the pub on Thursday night, it was not pre-planned but a last-minute idea of mine. Pete and I decided to go and I went around the house asking everyone I could find whether they'd like to join. Those I couldn't find I didn't ask, which seemed reasonable for an adhoc meal out.

Yes, we guessed it was a last-minute thing, and that people had been asked while we were putting Alex to bed.

Actually Alex was still up and about when this was being arranged - I think it must have happened when you came up to the room to change Alex's nappy while I was in the bath. Certainly no-one mentioned it to me when I in the tv room later with Alex watching Kav, John etc playing the game and just after that I took Alex into the kitchen to get him his dinner so I can only assume it had all be sorted beforehand as in the kitchen Heather was offering us her food because she was going out but again it wasn't mentioned that it was a group outing or anything at the time so I assumed it was just her and Alex and wasn't about to gatecrash.

Edited at 2008-08-06 09:39 am (UTC)

We missed the previous holiday at Plas Glansevin, so we also missed the accompanying pre-holiday discussion about local amenities. We really need a wiki for these things. I'll look at setting one up for next year.

I've got something in hand for this already, having intended to get something set up for the last few years and finally getting around to it when we got him this time. I'd appreciate your input and feedback once I've finished initial testing :)

I had in mind an install of mediawiki for this. These are trivial to host and maintain on my hosting provider, so that seemed like the path of least resistance (for example: http://holiday.gark.net/).

I really don't like wikis for this sort of thing, so I've been implementing a phpBB forum, along with dedicated domain name... Watch this space...

Why not a wiki?

Forums are *completely* the wrong solution for a semi-permanent resource. They're a pain to search, you can't easily maintain links from one entry to another, and you can't reorganise as the resource grows without losing posts. You can't easily upload and store images and the like, so you'd be at the mercy of whatever third party hosting people are using.

Edited at 2008-08-06 11:15 am (UTC)

My take is:
1. That forums are easier for most (non-techie) people, editing a wiki page is much more complicated than posting a reply on a forum.
2. Forums are better for "conversations".
3. Things like house details (getting there, room allocations, etc) (ie static content) seem better suited to a wiki

So I think that both a forum and a wiki would be the best solution - I bet there's not an integrated solution.

Mark

I find myself agreeing with Nick :D

The wiki that James Beckett runs for the games weekend is being utilised by everyone - it's really easy to use, with basic markup. It's no harder to write an entry using wiki markup than it is to manually add an LJ-cut to your blog entry or add a link.

The wiki format doesn't stop "conversation" happening. If anything, it encourages it, with a looser layout than forums or mailing lists. (i.e. no stricture of reply position, no need for quotes, anyone can amend/correct).

Also, you can choose to get a notification of any change; or a digest of the latest edits. This reply in LJ will only send a notification to Nick and Mark, and not at all to Ruth, to whom it's also pertinent, which is clearly broken. The chances of anyone bar Nick/Mark reading this post are also very slim...

Yes, I was basing this on my experience of the games weekend wiki.

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