It all started in my kitchen, with a simple request from my son. “Could you pick me up from Knaresborough tomorrow? My car is going to the garage for work doing.”
The two children in the kitchen, belonging to my eldest, were quick to join the conversation. “Can we come too?” This was unexpected, coming along for the ride without an actual purpose is not a regular occurrence. “You both want to come to the garage?” I asked with some surprise. “Actually, no,” said the boy, “we thought we could all go to Harrogate.” (For those not in the know, the town of Harrogate is a mere five minutes drive from Knaresborough). “Ah I see,” I answered, “you want to go shopping.” “Er… no” came the reply, “we want to go Pokémon hunting!” “Pokémon hunting”, I repeated, with the air of someone who has no idea of what they could be talking about.
The younger of the two, the girl, announced she didn’t have her own phone, my son, the youngest of my own children, was happy to oblige, “That’s okay, we can pair up and you can use my phone.” My third child, who just happened to be in my now crowded kitchen, also joined the conversation, “That’s a good idea, we could meet you there.” (We, meaning herself and baby son).
And so it began, my Pokémon ‘Education’ and my first experience of Pokémon hunting, though we never expected to see so many!
Pokémon send their apologies for taking over the blog today!
Footnote: Grateful thanks to Max and Daisy for an entertaining day, for the fantastic Pokémon drawings and for the fun we had editing our photos.