Eroica Britannia 2017

So festival season is upon us, and we kicked it off with our annual favourite, Eroica Britannia. It’s so middle class and family friendly, we always feel slightly embarrassed to be going, but we love cycling, and we love our bikes, and though they (the bikes) have never actually made it to this outrageously fun cycling festival in the Peak District yet, we also love just being around other bikey nuts and “wow”ing at the Bianchis and Pashleys we’ll only ever own if we win the lottery. And of course, this year was Fig’s first of many Eroicas.

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In an English country garden

Fletcher Moss Park in Didsbury is a great place to go with a baby: a little spot of countryside in the suburbs, with paths that are kind to prams, plenty of shade to keep baby out of the sun, and a cafe with the ubiquitous IKEA Antilop highchairs. OK, travel brochure bit aside, this was recommended to me a while ago by a friend, when Fig was tiny and going out with him was still quite daunting. It’s taken longer than it should for us to discover it, but discover it we did this weekend, and just look at the riot of colour in the Parsonage Gardens…

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Seven month birthday

The jump from six months to seven has been another huge leap on the journey from baby to little boy – in terms of weight, if nothing else: my right arm is about twice the size of my left from carrying him! Fig isn’t crawling yet, but almost daily, his motor skills and ability to interact improve. And the gorgeous weather means we’re out every day, and Fig can do what he enjoys most – LOOKING AT STUFF AND THINGS AND PEOPLE!

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