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... I don't eat fish.
On the way back Dad took us to a park to play in whilst Mum, Catherine and Phil went home. It was a pretty good park, but then Brigitte fell down a on the slippery grass and it was time to head home.
When we got back home we went with Aunty Catherine for a stroll through the village and then we had a bit of downtime until dinner.
For dinner, Mum had volunteered to make pasta. It was really ...
We were up early and looking for an iPad but couldn't find one. Luckily Catherine got up not long after and made us breakfast. Eventually Dad joined us and later Mum and Phil got up.
Phil was ringing the bells at the Church next door so we went and watched. It looked easy. I wanted to have a go but apparently you need to practise how to do it.
After that we went home and Phil made us bacon and eggs for everyone, so we had a second breakfast.
When we were ...
... with a bailey inside and was made out of shale. It was built in the 12th century on a hill overlooking the River Fowey. It had a double set of entrance gates and what looks like a dry moat. This castle bounced around in ownership during the 12th century and the only notable owner was The Black Prince Edward III. He used the castle between 1354 and 1356 to gather his feudal lords so they could show their allegiance ...
... said they would have to refund him when he got back to Australia. It doesn't matter how long it takes - Dad will always make sure he gets what he paid for, or in this case, what he hasn't.
This time we got a big Ford Mondeo. Maddy reckons it is better than the F-lat-ee. This car was automatically so at least it should be easier to drive for Dad and we set off for Modbury.
It only took about 45 minutes and we were at a Aunty Catherine's and Uncle Phil's ...
... outline on hill in Westbury, Wiltshire) - on our last day in England we drove over and saw a white horse that was carved into the side of a hill. They cut the grass and the rock underneath is chalk so it showed a white horse. The hill was very steep and Alexander slid down the horse but we were lucky he didn't go all the way down the hill! You could see the horse a long way away but close up it looked like a weird white thingy. It looked really good from a far ...