Can they do it? Yes they can!

A certain yellow helmeted builder has an unexplained hold over young kids. My nephews are no exception. Even hidden at the back of a Morrison's supermarket in Totnes the lure of Bob the Builder is unmistakable. Firing up their imagination, the nephews join Bob for some hardcore building.

Off to the mother country

Since the passing of my grandmother there aren't as many reasons to go to England as before. Being asked by my sister to join her and her family for a week in Devon is therefore an opportunity not to pass over! Squeezed in the back, in between nephews Luca and Matthies, we head off on a rainy Saturday morning.

Don't mention the War!

Us Brits are a nostalgic people. Despite such decades as the Fifties, Sixties or Seventies, the most nostalgic of periods continues to be those years of fighting for freedom against the Hun, heroism & sacrifice, and an Empire on which the sun still would not set. The World War II slogans embodying the calm reserve and stiff upper lip of the besieged Brit have made a resounding comeback.

A classic Dutch winter scene

 

A cold snap brought Holland into a skating frenzy for two weeks. In Amsterdam this produced classic Dutch scenes from yesteryear: people skating on the canals.

Winter in Suriname

 

Leaving Holland just as the frost was setting in, we arrived in Suriname during their coolest period of the year. People were complaining about the temperature, wearing long sleeved sweaters and coats. What are cool temperatures in Suriname?, you may ask. Well, during the day just below 30 degrees and during the night around 23 degrees Celsius!

X-mas in Amsterdam

 

This year no trip to Germany or England for Christmas. Instead the traditional family celebrations were held in Amsterdam. However, this does not mean that the English traditions are not upheld. As always there was a delicious turkey with home-made stuffing and cranberries, roast potatoes and seasonal veggies, as well as the traditional Christmas crackers with inside their bad jokes, cheap toys and colourful paper crowns. 

Trifle

Christmas is not complete without a trifle. 

Sinterklaas

 

December 5 is Sinterklaas, Holland's version of Santa Claus a.k.a. Saint Nick. This year Uncle Ben had the pleasure of celebrating nephew Luca's Sinterklaas at his school. While most kids were in awe of the bringer of gifts, young Luca was the only that stood up to give Sinterklaas a hand. Later that morning Luca received to gifts and Uncle Ben enjoyed the traditional delicacies pepernoten and banketstaaf.

Anticipation

 

My sister Rebekka will have her first novel, 'Ebb' in English, published early next year by one of Holland's main publishing houses. This week the publisher sent its overview of new titles to book sellers around the country. Not only was Rebekka mentioned on the cover of the booklet, she is also featured on the first few pages! While it will be a few months before it hits the shops, the family is already beginning its social media promotion campaign....

Surf's up!

 

Martijn is a avid surfer and my nephews are quite fascinated by what their dad is doing with his board. Of course they want to help dad carry the board back to the car.

Crabs

 

While at the beach a local fisherman was so kind to let us take home some crabs. The kids were quite fascinated by these monstrous creatures and looked on with interest as Martijn prepared the crabs for cooking. Unfortunately they were too young and did not have enough meat on them to give us a good meal.

The sea is calling

 

My nephews have no fear of the sea. Not even the cold Brittany Atlantic can deter them from some serious sand castle and dam building or running around the shore.

All smiles

 

How can one not enjoy a holiday with these two happy boys?????

Off to France

 

This year I am joining my sister Melissa and her family on a holiday to Brittany, France. My nephews Luca and Matthies are of course very excited that Uncle Ben will be around to play with them, but also that I will be squeezed between their car seats in the back of the fully packed Volvo estate for the two days it takes to get to our destination.

Happy & Gay

While Amsterdam celebrates the Dutch Queen's birthday with a huge party, on the first Saturday in August queens of a different sort are celebrated on the canals when the city goes from generally happy to positively gay.

Gay groups, political parties, army & police, amongst others, celebrate gay pride on barges by dressing extravagantly and dancing to music from classic gay disco hits to Lady Gaga.

School trip with Luca

 

In my capacity as babysitting uncle I get to participate in some of the fun outings that Luca has. This time it is a school trip to a children's paradise in the middle of nowhere just outside Amsterdam. In this veritable kids Garden of Eden the young-lings have the choice of swimming, indoor climbing range or outside playground. Luca loves water, so swimming it was. After lunch, organised by Miss Anita, some hardcore playing was done outside.

Family BBQ

 

With a Chilean in the family it has not been a real Summer without a family BBQ. Luckily the weather was good when Cristian was back in Amsterdam during his yearly stint in Santiago to take care of the honours and prepare the wide range of char coaled delicacies. 

The spoilt nephew

 

Nephew Boaz had so much fun the last time he stayed at Uncle Ben's that he couldn't wait to come again. With a precedent having been set the last time, the stay had to include watching movies and eating popcorn. 

Queen's Night

 

On April 30th the Dutch celebrate the official birthday of H.M. Queen Beatrix (the day is the birthday of her late mother Juliana. Her actual birthday is in January). On that day people dress up in orange clothes, sell all kinds of junk in the streets and generally have a good time. Increasingly the festivities start the previous evening, as is the case in Amsterdam. 

Vertigo

 

Several times a year the central square in Amsterdam, Dam Square, is turned into a fair. Besides the usual fairground attractions there usually are some exciting contraptions to entice the visitors. While I love roller coasters and the like, I apparently do not like the rides that bring you 50 to 60 metres above the ground at high speed. Case in point the motorised swing ride that has you sitting in a seat without too much protection. You are taken up about 50 metres while going around at ever increasing speed. Before I got on I thought it would be a great ride, but during it I become less and less comfortable. Is it vertigo? Or just old age?