The annual mini (or crazy) golf competion between Penns and Dawsons returned this weekend after a year in abeyance. This time the Dawsons had a Ben and a broken ankle between them to deal with but nevertheless managed to put in a credible second-placed performance on the championship course in Warwick. Revenge next year will be sweet.
Mark's leg continues to improve and he's now fairly mobile. Ben hasn't quite appreciated yet that it is getting better and still tries to bring Mark his crutches and as this video shows, continues to be fascinated by Mark's swollen ankle and scar. Perhaps he is going to be a doctor when he grows up?!
Last week we had a fantastic holiday in Northumberland with our friends Mark and Lucy and our goddaughter Tabitha. We stayed in Seahouses ... in a house very close to the sea! Seahouses is a pleasant fishing cum holiday village, perfectly placed on the coast near Bamburgh, the Farne Islands and miles of beautiful sandy beaches. After weeks of rain and cold we were taken by surprise by the almost wall to wall sunshine which showed the coastline at its best and resulted in several stunning sunsets.
Daddy's leg wasn't too bad in fact, although he did make the mistake of leaving his crutches behind in Kenilworth, which necessitated a (successful) trip to the local hospital to try to borrow some more. But with or without crutches he was able to join in with the fun and do most things apart from coastal walks - a good reason to return in future years. Here he is walking along the Seahouses harbour wall with Ben.
As well as spending some time on the beach near Bamburgh Castle, we also toured around a little bit and visited Holy Island, Berwick upon Tweed and Alnwick Garden, as well as a boat trip to the Farne Islands to see the seals and puffins.
Ben loved Bamburgh Castle, waving "bye bye" every time we went past and rather endearingly learning to say "Bamba Castle".
This photo taken by Uncle Stephen reminded us of our slightly mean nickname for Ben when he was a chubby six month old. Bless him! Taken on Sunday after enjoying a birthday barbeque for Mark's Mum with all the Dawson clan.
It was a quiet Father's Day this year, with Daddy stuck on the sofa, but Ben and Debbie tried their best to make it special, with a few little presents and bacon sandwiches for breakfast! We love this photo, which seems to caputure the best of life at the moment. Mark being at home all the time does at least mean more family time together, and Ben enjoys making a "chair" out of Daddy's lap and bringing him books to read. This week Mark was told he could start to bear some weight on his ankle, so it feels like he's making progress. Before long he'll be the one chasing Ben around the garden, as Ben giggles "coming, coming..."
Mark has been making good, if slow, progress and getting used to his crutches. Although he is enjoying all the sport on TV at the moment, catching up on his reading and working his way through his DVD collection, he is open to other suggestions to keep him occupied if anyone has any ideas!
For those who've not yet heard the news, our walk in the woods at Upton House and Gardens (near Banbury) on Tuesday ended in rather dramatic style, with Mark being air lifted from there to hospital in Coventry after falling awkwardly and breaking his ankle. Despite lying on a muddy slope for an hour and a half he was lucid enough (thanks to the morphine) to suggest that Debbie took a photo of the air ambulance. Debbie felt this was a step too far, so this photo from their website will have to do! It's been a challenging week for us all, but we are glad that Mark was able to have an operation on Wedesday evening and is back home now. It will be a long old road to recovery, but atleast we're on it.
Then we visited Mary Arden's House and Palmer's Farm in Wilmcote near Stratford. Mary Arden was Shakespeare's mother and we enjoyed a day out looking round the two farms, visiting all the animals, watching the Maypole dancing and playing skittles. Below is a picture of Palmer's Farm, which until recently was mistakenly thought to be Mary Arden's House. The latter is just a few yards away.
With the arrival of the sunshine we have finally been forced to spend some time in the garden sorting out the weeds and putting in some plants. Neither Debbie nor Mark is a very keen gardener so it has been a relief this year to have some help from Ben. Here he is helping Mummy with the weeding (no comments on the view please!) and doing some watering.
Ben conveniently slept in his pushchair for his own record time, and woke just in time to congratulate Rob and admire his medal - and to stand with Grandad shouting "run, run, run" to the masses approaching their final 600 metres. 
We all had a surprise when we woke up this morning - snow! Apart from a powdery covering over Easter, this was the first proper snow since February last year, and we had begun to give up hope of a chance for Ben to play in snow this year. As it happens, the novelty wore off quite fast, and he decided it was much more fun playing with his new dustpan and brush set inside. And we think he may be the first child in history to determinedly refuse attempts to encourage him to eat the snow. Oh well, maybe next year...
At the end of February Kay returned to the UK after 2 years working in Ecuador, and we finally got to meet up with her and Dave last week. We all spent a lovely day in Stratford, catching up and sharing lots of laughs. Ben loved having his godparents to stay, and was particularly keen to tell them all about the Hoover - his current (longstanding) fascination. Then Debbie had a real treat - a girlie day out shopping with Kay while Ben was with his childminder! Like London buses, another girlie day followed soon after as Debbie travelled up to Manchester on Saturday for the all-important bridesmaid dress hunt. Meanwhile Daddy and Ben had a boys day at home, including a trip to Homebase!
On Sunday we got a glimpse of spring sunshine, and headed down to the castle to give Ben a chance to explore and make the most of his new-found mobility. We have looked forward to photos like these for ages - playing chase and catch, and Ben literally getting "into" everything. 
Whilst we were there we took in a trip to the Bentwaters Cold War Musuem - for Mark who grew up just a few miles from RAF Bentwaters and RAF Woodbridge, the twin US airbases in the area, it was fascinating to find out some of what went on on our doorstep until really quite recently. It seems such a long time ago now, but a reminder that the Cold War was a reality whilst we were growing up in the 1970s and 1980s. A photo of Ben next to some Rapier missiles in the snow seems somewhat incongruous.
After several months of practicing, Ben is finally well and truly mobile. He has been walking unaided for the past week or so and rapidly making up for lost time! After a lovely Easter lunch we decided to go for a ride out to Bawdsey. It wasn't quite the weather for going on the beach so after a brief walk around the car park we came home again - but there was enough time for Ben to show off his new found skills outside for the first time. He even got cross with his Gran for holding his hand!
Last weekend we celebrated Mother's Day again. Debbie was truly spoiled, with a bacon and egg breakfast in bed and a good half hour or so reading a book and listening to Aled on the radio, while Ben and Daddy played downstairs. Then we headed off to Debbie's parents for a lovely day with them - including a trip to the park. Ben was very excited by the giant abacus there - after a miserable week of sickness, this was the happiest we had seen him in days. However, it was to be shortlived. Strangely reminiscent of last Mother's Day, Ben took the opportunity to fall ill again later that afternoon, and by the time we arrived home had a fever, which lasted for another couple of days. We hope it's not going to be an annual occurence!
For the past eighteen months or so we have been part of a campaign to make Kenilworth a Fairtrade Town. It all began as a discussion in our Homegroup from church, and from humble beginnings of a few people wanting to do something practical to make a difference here in Kenilworth for producers in the developing world, we now have an active campaign and are well on our way to achieving the goal. It's been Fairtrade Fortnight the past couple of weeks, and we've been out and about raising the profile of the campaign. We've been handing out leaflets about Fairtrade products in the centre of town, promoting a Fairtrade Town Trail and recruiting supporters to strengthen the cause. On Friday night we even had our MP baking Fairtrade muffins at the local Youth Centre! Ben has been doing his bit too - generally attracting interest by smiling at everyone, and sleeping quietly in the corner when the exertions of social action got too much.
We have recently returned from a great week in the Lake District with our good friends Lucy, Mark and Tabitha. We were spoilt with some of the best weather in February for years - Tuesday was the second warmest February day ever! The views were stunning wherever we went but the above photo is probably our favourite - the result of an early evening dash by the two Marks to Coniston to catch the sunset, while the girls dealt with the childrens' teatime.
It was warm enough for us to stop for a picnic on Tabitha's first birthday, on our way around Grasmere and Rydal Water. Our progress was slowed by the need to take photographs every few steps in an attempt to do justice to the blue skies and crystal clear waters. We were amused by the gender divide in the photo below - Debbie is looking forward to a day when Ben does the map reading and she can just enjoy the views without getting told off. Tabitha will just be looking for the camera if this photo is anything to go by!
The following day we decided it would be nice to take the children to the seaside. It was just as sunny, but not quite as mild! Ben tried his best to keep a stiff upper lip but ultimately cracked and joined in with Tabitha's protests. No sandcastles that day!
... the box we meant to store away in the garage
... the magazine basket (dangerously close to new TV).
This week Ben has been climbing up on a chair, standing up on it, and then gleefully turning to us and saying "down" - pre-empting our constant refrain! It's hard to keep a straight face.
This weekend we visited Ben's godparent 'Uncle Dave' at All Nations Christian College in Hertfordshire where he has been studying for the last 18 months. The college is housed in a wonderful old stately home, in beautiful countryside. Sadly the persistent rain meant we couldn't get out to enjoy it, but we spent a lovely afternoon sheltering in the huge lounge at the college - catching up on news, drinking coffee and (Mark) reading The Times on the velvet couch. Aunty Kay will also be studying at All Nations next term when she returns from Ecuador, and so Ben thought he would try out the seats in her new classroom for her. Apparently they're very comfortable! Ben was slightly suspicious of the new addition to Dave's chin at first - and we think Kay may be too!
Early on Christmas Day, Santa brought some presents for Ben. Rudolf was having a well-earned rest for this part of their gruelling night and so some Suffolk Punch horses stood in for the Hollesley leg.
Ben had a mixed Christmas Day. He loved the horses, but was a little overwhelmed by all the presents and the attention. He managed to open a few presents in the morning before retiring to his cot and then resurfaced to have some turkey dinner (well to throw it on the floor anyway). We did manage to capture him smiling with a cracker and he perked up a bit in the afternoon when he got to open some more of his presents. On Boxing Day he finished opening his presents, and thrilled us all by quite clearly asking for "cheese" (his first "proper" word?) which he had spied on the table while we were eating lunch.
Back home in Kenilworth after a relaxing few days being looked after by Mark's parents, we welcomed first Debbie's parents and then Val, Pete, Rob and Louise to visit. Ben had plenty more presents to open and sometimes just had to sit and rest from all the excitement!
He seems to have been going through another period of rapid development and his walking gets stronger every day, as you can see from the picture of him at Kenilworth castle with his Nan and Grandad. He's just about begun to stand by himself for a few seconds before he falls over, and he has also started saying more and more words in the last week or two - he points at the Christmas tree and says "tree", much to the amusement of his proud parents - again, again!
