A Grand day out – at Beaulieu

Last week we had a day out at Beaulieu – I thought I was getting into a day of cars (sigh) and not much else, but actually Beaulieu is so much more than the National Motor Museum. Full review, as always, to come on LittleStuff later in the week, but here’s your sneaky preview pics from the day:

With the Stig. Small boys dreams (nearly) fulfilled. Ella's not so impresed by him though...

With the Stig. Small boys dreams (nearly) fulfilled. Ella’s not so impressed by him though…

Cam with the real, proper, actual, no - really, the really real actual one Lap Times Board. He was in awe.

Cam with the real, proper, actual, no – really, the really real actual one Lap Times Board. He was in awe.

Toby with his favourite car - because it is smiling. "It's just a really happy car, Mummy."

Toby with his favourite car – because it is smiling. “It’s just a really happy car, Mummy.”

Toby, circa 1928...

Toby, circa 1928…

The only Lotus they found. Picture necessary, obviously.

The only Lotus they found. Picture necessary, obviously.

On the monorail. Which was very bumpy. And shaky. And juddery. And High. But that's just acording to Mummy - everyone else said I was a sap.

On the monorail. Which was very bumpy. And shaky. And juddery. And High. But that’s just according to Mummy – everyone else said I was a sap.

Watching the "extremely brilliant" (Cam) and "Wicked!" (Joe) falconry display in the Abbey gardens.

Watching the “extremely brilliant” (Cam) and “Wicked!” (Joe) falconry display in the Abbey cloister.

Impromptu piano recital in Palace House - which was truly great.

Impromptu piano recital in Palace House – which was truly great.

Author: Laura

A 70's child, I’ve been married for a Very Long Time, and appear to have made four children, and collected one large and useless dog along the way. I work, I have four children, I have a dog… ergo, I do not do dusting or ironing. I began LittleStuff back in (gulp) 2004. I like huge mugs of tea. And Coffee. And Cake. And a steaming cone of crispy fresh fluffy chips, smothered in salt and vinegar. #healthyeater When I grow up I am going to be quietly graceful, organised and wear lipstick every day. In the meantime I *may* have a slight butterfly-brain issue.

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