Our day didn’t quite work out as we expected. We took the girls on a train to Portsmouth—they kept asking to go on a train. And we had our lunch in Victoria Park—as planned. However, Maisie got a blister on her instep.
Watching this little girl struggle as she tried to walk to the adventure play area in the park was heart-wrenching. However, she did it and enjoyed the few elements she was old enough to use. However, it was clear that we needed to sort out her foot.
Ruth tried to put a plaster on Maisie’s foot—she screamed. Evie, bless her, kissed the sore area. Maisie was still not happy. So, rather than go onto the next phase of our trip—vising Gunwharf Quays—it was off to the shops to hunt down some footwear.
With the two girls suited and booted—an hour or so later—OK, new socks and shoes, and yes, Evie wanted new shoes like Maisie. We headed to the bus stop. Alas, with time now against us, we decided to forgo the trip to Gunwharf Quays and head to Southsea as we were due to meet up with the family for a meal.
Two buses failed to turn up, so we caught a different bus with a longer route. Evie informed us that we were on the number one bus, not the number 3.
Anyhow, we arrived in Southsea before the others!