Trips and Visits
Trips and Visits 2024 - 2025
Year 1 Visit from the Explorer Dome - 19th June 2025
Year 1 enjoyed a visit from the Explorer Dome last week. The children visited different parts of the world including the rainforest, the desert and Antarctica. They were able to see what it would feel like being there and what they would need to adapt to the climate. They especially enjoyed looking at the dry ice and getting wet in the rainforest.
EYFS Farm Trip - 17th-19th June 2025
What a fab trip EYFS had to at Lower Stock Farm recently. The sun shone, the birds sang and the ponds were full of creep crawlies! The children loved meeting the cows and chickens too. They found out all about what the animals on the farm produce.
Many thanks to the team who showed us around the farm, the adult helpers who joined us for the day and to the children for their beautiful behaviour!
Year 6 Staycation - 16-18th June 2025
You have read our camp logs, now it is the turn of our Staycation Crew who had a brilliant 3 days at school. 🤗
The children played lots of games - some old favourites and some exciting new ones from Miss Emily's collection.🎲
On Monday, the crew walked to the local shop to buy ingredients and bake delicious cupcakes. They decorated them (with an epic amount of icing and sprinkles!) before taking them outside and enjoying them in the sunshine.🧁
The children enjoyed a visit from the RSPCA, who taught them lots about how to look after animals; both domestic and wild. The children made some very cute little hedgehogs out of clay and spaghetti. 🦔
On Tuesday, the children returned to the shop. This time they bought treats and ice creams to take to the park. They had to eat them quickly, before they melted. Then the children enjoyed playing in the playground! 🍦🛝⚽️
On their final day, the children created some beautiful, nature-inspired pieces of art after collecting everything they needed from around school. 🌿🍃
While the children were finishing off their masterpieces during the afternoon, they watched a movie and enjoyed some popcorn too. 🍿
Year 6 Camp - 16th-18th June 2025
🏕️ CAMP LOG: DAY 1 🏕️
0900hrs
It’s camp day! There is buzz of excitement across the Y6 classes at Mendip Green. Snacks are being compared, plans are being hatched and MANY games of Uno are being played to pass the time whilst children wait for the bus. Meanwhile, teachers frantically (and somewhat aimlessly) lift first aid kits, sick bowls and clipboards, move them 1ft along the table and then put them down again. They flick through registers and risk assessments, all the time muttering to themselves about inhalers and remembering to text their husband about where to find dinner and what time football training is for their eldest. Camp mornings are amongst the most stressful.
1030hrs
The buses arrive and staff begin to load suitcases onto the bus. Many of the children are clearly eager to recreate the scene where Rose arrives at Southampton dock in the movie Titanic. Mr O quips that he is considering an EasyJet style baggage allowance. The children are not amused.
1040hrs
The world’s most complicated game of 3D Tetris is complete and all 768 bags are safely stowed in the bus lockers. It’s fair to say that you couldn’t swing and earwig, never mind a cat.
1130hrs
Unbeknown to many, Kilve has more than one site. We have previously stayed at the Kilve village site but this year we opted to go to Great Wood. Unfortunately, the list of people that this is unbeknown to includes our bus driver, who is somewhat crestfallen when we pull into the Kilve village carpark and we explain that this is not our destination. We need to go another 3 miles down the road.
1131hrs
You may or may not be a believer in ‘fate’ but it feels that there is some greater power at work here – no sooner has the bus pulled up in the carpark at Kilve Village, there is a flash of gingery orange between the trees…
1132hrs
Much to everyone’s relief, it’s not Shere Khan the tiger… it’s everyone’s favourite jungle cat, Marmalade! The Kilve celeb is back. How we’ve missed him.
1133hrs
Realising that the buses are turning around and that he won’t be fed by any of the children any time soon, Marmalade slinks back into the undergrowth, one assumes to go and hunt for a bison or at the very least a small deer.
1200hrs
As the buses drive away and the children carry bags to huts, it’s almost time for lunch. The site is idyllic – a large grassy glade surrounded by tall trees on all sides. A small stream meanders behind the wooden cabins that will be our home for the next few nights.
1300hrs
After a short safety talk and some notices, the children are introduced to Lloyd and Lucy, two of our instructors. They are wonderful – full of energy and enthusiasm. Lloyd is an apprentice and clearly has a bright future ahead of him. The staff instantly take a shine to him. Lovely Lloyd.
1315hrs
Over the years we’ve come to see 3 types of teachers on camp. First, there’s the ‘comfort kings’. These folks arrive with a 40kg case full of all the essentials and more. They have crisps for colleagues, a queen size duvet and a pair of slippers. They have no regard for any previous instructions about ‘packing light’ but you can’t begrudge them a few luxuries when staying away with over 80 Year 6s.
The second group are the ‘Festival Goers’ – seldom seen these days, these colleagues roll with the punches and let life come at them. They arrive at camp with a flannel, spare pants, some tic-tacs and a Red bull. Somebody will have a towel they can borrow and don’t worry – they can sleep anywhere.
And then there is the likes of Mr Nicholson, herein known as Edmund Hillary. Mr Nicholson takes camp seriously. He has a hiking rucksack with a built-in camelbak. He has a travel-size toothpaste to keep the weight down and has an emergency whistle attached to the strap of his bag. ‘It has a 5 mile range,’ he proudly informs colleagues. How useful this will be when alerting people of any issues from across a small field. Good old Edmund.
1700hrs
Mr O has arrived at camp. After a quick change out of shirt and trousers, he is amongst his people. ‘You don’t look right’ says one child. ‘Do you not wear suits at home?’ asks another. ‘Why are you here?’ asks a third.
1800hrs
The bell in the yard signals that it is time for dinner. Ravenous children descend on the dining hall. They’ve not eaten since they were stranded in this desolate wilderness a matter of hours ago.
This is a huge moment for the children and the staff.
As the first children tuck into large portions of hot sweet and sour chicken and rice, the feedback coming from tables to wholly positive. Staff breathe a huge sigh of relief. This will surely mean less hangry children later tonight and fewer claims from children that they weren’t fed during the entire stay.
1900hrs
A delicious mix of sweet and sour chicken and apple pie sloshing around their stomachs, many of the children decide that a suitable activity would be a rigorous game of football.
1945hrs
The children assemble for the night walk. Previous instructions regarding sensible footwear and warm clothing have been misunderstood by many and the staff team quickly move around the group explaining that yes, we did mean it when we said that crocs really won’t be appropriate for a walk in and no, pyjamas are not a good idea, even if it is a ‘night walk’.
1950hrs
A long procession of children marches up the gravel path between the trees. It really is breathtaking around here – a warm summer evening amidst tall pines and the sound of a nearby stream. As the children chat and laugh with each other, it’s hard to imagine a better job.
2000hrs
Lovely Lloyd has led us to a clearing between the trees for some wide games. A rock, paper, scissors tournament commences, followed by a host of fun and games. It quickly becomes clear that Lovely Lloyd has this well and truly under control and that Mendip Staff are, frankly, just getting in the way. They retreat to a nearby bench for 10mins peace. Everyone loves Lovely Lloyd.
2005hrs
Mr Nicholson is unwittingly sat as if he were posing for the cover of an upcoming music album. Conversation turns to what everyone’s ‘album pose’ would be and it seems rude not to capture these on camera (we’ll post these later… please be kind). Mr O says that he will take the snaps and begins to work his way around the group. In order to capture the perfect angle, he squats in front of a colleague. Unbeknown to him, Miss Bendall is taking photos of him taking photos. It is funny, apparently. In the last photo, Mr O’s squat is particularly deep and the camera angle is unflattering to say the least. Much laughter is had at Mr O’s expense, mainly surrounding his large back side and whether it does in fact bring the boys to yard. Mr O makes a mental note to revisit sexual harassment training in an upcoming INSET day.
2015hrs
On the way back to camp, Lovely Lloyd encourages children to collect sticks and logs for tomorrow’s fire. Unfortunately, Lloyd did not specify the size of the stick or log. Hordes of children (mainly boys) are now determined to carry entire fallen trees back to camp. Yes, they are strong enough. No, they don’t need help. Yes, they do realise how far it is back to camp. No, it’s not heavy in the slightest. How ego can manifest itself.
2045hrs
Snacks have been distributed and any sense that they were beginning to run out of steam have been extinguished. These children are wired. Miss Bendall is walking amongst the children, open palmed. The children approach her and begin to donate sweets and treats. How is she doing this? She’s like a smiley Sheriff of Nottingham.
2100hrs
We begin to broach the subject of ‘bed’. No, we haven’t lost the plot – we know that it’s happening no time soon – but beginning the 2-hour process of crowbarring children into their beds needs to start somewhere.
2101hrs
Across the camp, talk has inevitably turned to ghosts. It seems that EVERYONE knows somebody who has stayed at this exact site and all of them have seen a ghost. In 15 years of residentials, across 7 different settings, it never ceases to amaze that so many souls leave this mortal coil and then decide to return as spirits and haunt the dorms of children’s activity centres. If you know somebody who runs a non-haunted activity centre, do please get in touch – we think you’d make a killing.
2103hrs
We have clarified that the recent noise in the woods was in fact an owl. We know this because we are yet to encounter a ghost, fictional or real, that says ‘twit twoo’. T
2120hrs
Having quashed any rumours about the supernatural, a number of bats have decided to fly across the site. This is most unhelpful. Many of the former ghost hunters stand there looking vindicated – this was the evidence that they were hoping for – categoric proof that there are also vampires in the village of Nether Stowey.
Thinking quickly, and clutching at straws, staff begin to tell children that they are not bats – they are just birds. ‘Night birds’, in fact. A few children give a slightly puzzled look on this last point but seemingly accept it (or they take pity on staff and pretend to go along with it). Either way, we’ve dodged a big bullet here.
2200hrs
The children are told that it is now time to settle into lodges.
2215hrs
The toilets are IN the lodges this year, rather than across the field, and this makes it MUCH harder to take a walk across the field with your friend. Several children approach the staff team. Reasons include needing to know the time and what activities will we be doing at 2.05pm tomorrow.
2230hrs
Just as the children start to pipe down, the staff chime up. They are sat outside in front of an illuminated hall. Several moths are circulating and one is casting quite a large shadow. Mr Nicholson declares that he will not be able to deal with it as he does not touch anything with more that 4 legs. A far too long conservation follows on exactly how many legs as moth has. Your children are safe with us, ladies and gents.
2300hrs
Barring a few individuals who need a bit of TLC, most of the camp is now silent and we are sure that at least 15 of the 81 children are asleep. Mr O is called to lodge 1, where apparently the noise in one of the rooms is still too great. As he approaches the lodge it sounds as if there might be a Royal Rumble happening within. As he opens the main door and steps into the communal area, the sound drops dramatically, replaced by hurried whispers of ‘shut up’ and ‘he’s coming’. Mr O opens the door to be greeted by possibly the worst amateur dramatics in history – eight boys, all lying on their backs snoring like babies or yawning as if they had just been woken from the deepest of slumbers. Mr O reminds the children that he has been alive longer than 24hours and that he’s seen better acting in In the Night Garden. A meeting of the minds is held and it is agreed that Mr O is right – lodge 1 resolve to trying to get to sleep.
1159hrs
All is finally quiet….
0400hrs
Mrs Parkins has come to relieve Mr O of night duty. A short handover is provided, which includes, avoiding deer, the presence of nearby Miss Bendall. With all children and staff sleeping, and content that nothing of any consequence could happen in the final hours of the night, Mr O headed off to for a few hours sleep.
0600hrs
The valley has been steadily awakening for over an hour now. Mrs Parkins leaves her vantage point in the hall to go and get a cup of tea from the nearby kitchen. There are few things more marvellous that a good brew at the very start of a summer day. Daylight has arrived and with it the sound of the morning bird chorus. And Miss Bendall. She can also hear Miss Bendall.
0601hrs
Miss Bendall comes flying past the kitchen window – a haze of flailing limbs and a cacophony of noise. ‘I’m not going back in there,’ and ‘get it out’, she screams. Somewhat alarmed and more than a little concerned that Marmalade has in fact walked 5 miles through the Quantocks to find us, Mrs Parkins heads to the hall to investigate.
0602hrs
A small garden bird (most likely a great tit… herein known as ‘Gary’) has flown into the hall and is perched in the rafters. A small and unassuming little fellow, no doubt startled by the shrieking, waving Miss Bendall. She declares that she WILL NOT be going back into the hall until Gary is removed. Turns out that ‘night birds’ might be a thing after all. Heaven knows how she’d feel if she encountered a bald eagle.
0603hrs
Mrs Poole has entered the hall. She was on her way to the toilet when she heard and commotion and understandably assumed that a bear had entered the camp. A mother of three boys, Mrs Poole is not easily flapped. She looks at her colleagues. She looks up at Gary. ‘Nope,’ she says… and she leaves Miss Bendall at the mercy of the savage song bird.
0604hrs
Gary has been evaluating his life choices. Clearly, it was a mistake to enter the hall and he now needs to get out sharpish. He leaps from the beams, spreads his wings, swoops down towards the doorway and has a head-on collision with a glass door. Clearly, Gary did not read the safety stickers.
0606hrs
Gary has had four attempts at leaving the hall, each ending in a spectacularly loud ‘thud’ as he hits yet more glass. Mrs Parkins has opened the door to it’s full 8ft opening. Surely he can’t miss this time….
0607hrs
Gary hits the window for what turns out to be the fifth and final time. Not unlike a scene from the looney toons, he slides down the window and settles on the floor. Mrs Parkins gathers some gloves and attempts to lift poor Gary to his feet and encourage him out of the door.
0608hrs
Gary is on his feet and no doubt seeing double. That’s TWO agitated Miss Bendalls. A terrifying prospect. He staggers to the door with all the prowess of a teenager trying to convince their parents that they only had one drink at the party. He hops onto the veranda and, as the morning air hits his poor blunted beak, he flaps his wings and disappears into the morning sky. So long, Gary… and take care.
0700hrs
Twitching curtains and a general rumbling sound indicate that the campers have awoken… and so begins another day on MG camp.
0730hrs
Staff congregate on the veranda to exchange stories on how well they slept. The tale for Gary is shared my Miss Bendall and Mrs Parkins, embellished ever so slightly on each retelling…
🏕️ Camp Log: Day 2 🏕️
We rejoin the campers outside the dinner hall at breakfast time…
0745
Sir Hilary [Nicholson] arrives at the veranda outside the dinner hall. The Camelbak has been refilled, the walking boots tied and the socks pulled up. People have scaled Kilimanjaro in a less impressive get up.
0750
Somebody had to do it. Somebody had to ask about the rucksack. Mr O is that guy. He asks Sir Edmund exactly what he has packed for a morning of duck racing and dam building.
0805
The noble explorer has just finished telling staff about the contents of his bag. How Mr O wishes he never asked. Highlights (if you can call them that) include a second explanation of the 5-mile safety whistle and then learning that he has TWO packets of deep heat – a roll on AND a cream. His preparation knows no bounds.
‘I don’t think you’ll need your rucksack for breakfast’ is possibly the quote of the week and was delivered by Mrs Biddulph. Absolute class.
0807
Inside the hall, children are beginning to question their life choices. It turns out the adults may have been onto something when they said that the children should try and get some sleep. Certainly, it’s a more subdued meal than the night before.
0808
The continental option (cereal) and cooked breakfasts have been devoured by all. Some of the children didn’t even chew. They just inhaled the food.
0815
Carly, our group leader, calls the children to attention to tell themabout the day’s activities. She explains that she will field all questions at the end. Apparently, this line spoken in latin, because a flurry of hands are raised at every point that she draws breath. She explains that Group A will be swimming, Group B are doing archery and so on. In an attempt to cut-off any FAQs as efficiently as possible, Carly takes pains to explain every little detail for every activity. Yes, swimmers will need swimming costumes. Yes, you will need wellies for the stream. Bizarrely, the hands remain raised. These were not the FAQs that Carly had in mind. She eventually yields and allows a child to ask a question. They would like to know which teacher is with each group. They have remembered their teacher but not the group letter. This is the same for 78 other children. Mr O steps in to clarify the group names and which adult is with which group. Crestfallen, and realising that none of the children were actually listening to the details because they didn’t know their group, Carly starts again from the top.
It must be a thankless job at times.
0820
The children head back to their rats nests, sorry - huts, to get changed and ready for activity 1.
0830
As the children arrive back at the hall to be sent to activities, the staff wish each other good luck and a pleasant morning.
0830 (plus 30 seconds)
Mr Nicholson has completed precisely 47 paces and has arrived at his first activity – duck racing. How smug his must have felt having his Camelbak for that trek. Lesser men have died crossing that small, well-mown field. Still, fail to prepare and all that….
12noon
The group gather for lunch in the hall after a morning of good fun in the sunshine. They really are having the loveliest time. Over the dinner table, staff reflect on whether there has ever been such a delightful group to take away camping. They are marvellous.
1215
The group are introduced to ‘Sarah’, who is supporting during the afternoon and will be leading the campfire activity later. Sarah seems strangely familiar. Like all the staff have met her before. It is only when Mrs Biddulph returns from the toilet that the penny drops – they may as well be sisters. The observation is raised with Mrs Biddulph, who does not in any way see the resemblance. Colleagues stare incredulously from one to the other. With the wooded backdrop, it’s not long before somebody references the 90s Lindsay Lohan film ‘Parent Trap’ and Mrs Biddulph is asked whether she does in fact have half a medallion hanging around her neck.
1800
Well, that was a smashing afternoon. After more activities and then some free time, the children are called to the hall for a slap-up meal of fajitas, pizza and wedges. On the staff table, Mrs Biddulph and Miss Taylor, respective Cub and Brownie leaders in their spare time and affectionately known on occasion as ‘dib, dib, dib’ by certain colleagues, start to predict the songs that stories that might feature at tonight’s fire.
1810
It’s been an illuminating 10mins. None of the teachers realised that there were so many campfire songs in their colleagues’ repertoire. Miss Taylor is ‘buzzing’ for the song ‘Campfire’s burning’. Bless.
1815
The children have demolished their meals and the activity centre staff ask teachers for a nomination for the table who must do the sweeping of the hall when others have left. It’s an easy decision to make and quickly the boys of cabin 1 (our wrestlers come amateur dramatic sleepers) and provided with the dustpans and brooms that they will need. They are not impressed by this. One of them swears to take his revenge on Mr O. Another threatens that he will ‘set his cat’ on Mr O. They should know by now that there is only one cat that strikes fear into the heart of MG staff… and marmalade can be tamed by no man.
1816
The disgruntled child workers leave the hall. That was possibly the worst minute and a half of their young lives. A passing comment from Mrs Childs that they are clearly very good and should help out at home does not land well.
1830
Keen to reclaim some status amongst the hareem, one of the boys from cabin 1 offers Mr O a running race. Mr O explains that he is old and overweight and that nobody’s self-esteem could take losing a running race to him.
1831
Undeterred, the boys continue to lobby for a race. The heat is turned up a notch, with several children saying that Mr O is a chicken. Mr O explains that he will not fold to peer pressure. What a role model.
1832
Mr O has folded to peer pressure.
1833
The race is set. Mr O and the ‘fastest child in the school’ are assembled on the start line. Every joint in Mr O’s body is starting to ache and the chicken fajitas have not settled well in the stomach. What a fool to agree to this race.
1834
Mrs Poole counts them in and they are off. It’s like watching Rocky Balboa and Apollo Creed sprinting on the beach. Mr O rolls back the years and begins to edge into a relatively comfortable lead. Upon crossing the finish line, he pulls his hoodie over his head and dances like Rocky. What a gracious winner. Mrs Poole reminds him that he’s just beaten an 11yr old. Thud.
1835
Claims of re-race eventually settle down. Apparently it was unfair because, despite being a straight line, Mr O had a shorter distance to run. Uh huh. It’s also unfair because Mr O is an adult and has longer legs. Children are reminded that Mr O’s legs will be the same size if they run again. They seem to have accepted this.
1945
The children are enjoying a hot chocolate before they head to the campfire. An enthusiastic Lucy and Lovely Lloyd have built a mighty pile of wood. It’s like something from The Wickman. Mrs Parkins frantically thumbs through the risk assessment.
1950
The fire is lit. The children are assembled. Miss Taylor is pumped. Mrs Biddulph sits back in her camp chair waiting to be impressed by Sarah, who staff have now started calling ‘Biddulph 2’.
1955
The children have just finished singing ‘split banana’. It’s no ‘Give me oil in my lamp’ but they seemed to enjoy it.
1957
Biddulph 2 has started telling a ‘Scary’ ghost story that originated, would you believe it, on this VERY site. What are the chances. Tired and slightly emotional after a busy day, the children need this story to have a happy ending. It does. Another bullet dodged. We may just make it through this.
2000
Biddulph 2 introduces a magic trick to the children. She requires a second adult and, unbeknown to the wider team, she has already set up Biddulph 1 has her stooge. This is just too good to be true. Two sisters, both campfire enthusiasts, reunited in a magic trick.
2005
The format of the magic trick is explained. Apparently Biddulph 1 and Biddulph 2 have a ‘psychic connection’. You couldn’t write this.
2007
The trick involves Biddulph 1 going indoors and out of earshot. Biddulph 2 and the children then choose an object to keep secret. Biddulph 1 returns and must guess the object by listening closely to a thinly veiled word game.
2015
Children’s minds are blown. The Biddulphs MUST be wearing a wire. HOW are they doing this? Children insist on asking other staff members to monitor Biddulph 1 and check there is no foul play.
2020
Mr O has escorted Biddulph1. Then his integrity was called into question. Then it was Mrs Poole. The cynics then decided she was in on the act. We have now been through all staff members. Their faith in The Institution is wobbling.
2025
The magic act has come to a close and, with that, the campfire experience. Children continue to share theories on just how they did it. Where’s Sherlock when you need him.
2026
Fresh from her time as Debbie McGee, Biddulph 1 is now chatting to Miss Taylor and they are not impressed. As experienced campfire coordinators, they are reviewing the experience and feel incredibly let down. We did not sing ‘Campfire’s burning’ and there was NO singing in a round. They approach Mr O about leading this activity next year.
They say that blood is thicker than water but that’s not the case for Biddulph 1 and Biddulph 2.
2100
It’s medication time here at camp. A variety of adults set up field hospitals on picnic benches and begin roll-calling children for calpol, anti-histamines and other assorted meds. It is fair to say that many of the children are beginning to fade. Tonight will not be a late one, we feel….
2101
Miss Bendall and Miss Taylor invite some particularly sleepy-looking children to have a cuddle on the bench. Compassionate souls they may be… but physicists they are not. The combined weight of teachers and assorted children on one end of a picnic bench has the inevitable see-saw effect, sending the whole group toppling to the floor. Miss Bendall shrieks and Mrs Parkins immediately ducks, assuming that another garden bird has flown in…
2230
The campers are tucked up and almost everyone is fast asleep. Ah, the joy of camp on night 2. They burn SO bright on night 1. One cabin remains awake and staff are alerted to this fact this when the otherwise tranquil setting is disturbed by six 11yr old boys running across the field and screaming that they need help. Staff scramble to their feet. The panic lasts precisely 7 seconds, until one of the boys shares that there is a HORSE FLY in their cabin. As Apple Watches inform staff that they have an unusually high heart rate, one of the boys says, ‘we’re going to need a team of staff in there’. Sleep deprived and holding his chest whilst coming down from an adrenaline high, Mr Oakley says a little too loudly ‘you’ll need a funeral director if you do that to us again’.
Biddulph 1 is dispatched to cabin 1 to remove said insect. The extraction is completed without any civilian casualties. Close shave.
0200
The campers have been asleep for a while. Mr O is completing is half-hourly walk around camp. The stream is bubbling away. The stars are out. The children and staff are sleeping contentedly, and another successful camp is drawing to a close. There is a significant rustling coming from the bushes ahead. Surely it’s not the jungle cat? It isn’t. The noise is WAY too big for even the most fierce of felines. Mind racing, Mr O panics that it might be a child or even an intruder. A pair of eyes are staring back at him. They don’t look human. Just as he is starting to regret mocking Mr Nicholson for his 5 mile whistle (how helpful it would be to alert the people of nearby Minehead right now), a deer steps into the moonlight and, for the second time that evening, the Apple Watch indicates that his heart rate is a little raised….
Until next year.
6th June 2025 - Year 2 Trip: Cheddar Gorge and Caves
The children had a brilliant day on their class trip to Cheddar Gorge and Caves today. They met a hunter-gatherer who told them about how our human ancestors hunted using flint tools, where they lived and how they made fire. It was brilliant!
The children loved walking around all the caves and seeing all the stalagmites and stalactites. They were disappointed to learn the caves weren't made of cheese though!
A big thank you to the team at Cheddar Caves who looked after us so well and all of the volunteers who came with us in the trip.
3rd June 2025 - EYFS Visit Worle Library
EYFS had a wonderful time at Worle Library under the guidance of Becky. She provided our children with a fab summer treasure hunt then shared a story. More importantly, she told the children about this summer's SUMMER READING CHALLENGE! More details will follow but the children were very excited once told that certificates, medals and bookmarks will be up for grabs.
We would like to thank Becky and the team for continuing to host our children and promoting a love of reading.
Year 4 Camp: Class 13 and Class 15 - 21st May 2025
Year 4 Camp: Class 14 and Class 15 - 22nd May 2025
Ozzy the Hearing Dog - 8th May 2025
The HLRB had a fantastic visit from Ozzy who is a hearing dog. Alongside his owner Lucy, the children learnt how he alerts her to sounds she cannot hear. What a hero.
This visit was arranged as part of Deaf Awareness week.
Orchestra Visit - 6th May 2025
Years 2, 3 and 5 enjoyed a fantastic visit from Bristol Ensemble Orchestra today. The orchestra played an incredible range of music, from Disney classics to Taylor Swift! Some lucky children even got the opportunity to conduct the orchestra themselves...although we're not sure most conductors would be as mischievous as they were! 🎼🎻🎶🎺🎵🎷🎶🪈
EYFS People who help us: Nurse - 20th March
Reception have been learning all about people who help them and the special jobs in society that they have. Recently, they had a visit from a nurse who taught them all about ways they can help us. Josie used Makaton to sign to the children as they learnt all about how nurses help us.
She then showed us how to use bandages and plasters on our bodies and explained when and why we would use them. The children loved exploring the equipment and trying on the gloves and masks.
Year 1 Local Walks: History - 19th March 2025
Year 1 have been amazing historians. They went on walks, spotting similarities and differences between Worle now and in the past. They were so well behaved and we were so lucky with this lovely weather!
Year 4 Trip: Carleon - 5th March 2025
Year 4 had an amazing day at Carleon. They were able to try on armour and explore artefacts in the museum, had a great workshop, where some of the children were slaves, serving wealthy guests at a banquet, and had a chance to explore the baths, barracks, and amphitheatre. All the children were able to show off their knowledge as well as learn new information and we all had a fantastic time!
Year 1 Visit from North Somerset Birds of Prey Centre - 27th February 2025
Year 1 had such an exciting visit from North Somerset Bird of Prey Centre! Andrew brought along three different species of owl and shared lots of interesting facts that the children can use in their non-chronological report writing next week.
The children's text focus for English this term is 'Owl Bat Bat Owl', so this visit has inspired the children greatly!
Year 1 Visit from Noah’s Ark Zoo Farm - 12th February 2025
Today, the children in Year 1 were visited by some furry, and not-so-furry, animals from Noah's Ark Zoo Farm. What an amazing visit it was! The zookeepers were blown away with their knowledge of classifying animals and have certified them all as scientists! The children absolutely loved it, and we are so proud of them all!
Year 3 Trip: Bristol Museum and Art Gallery - 28th November
Year 3 had a fantastic trip to Bristol Museum. The behaviour was excellent and they represented the school wonderfully.
The children were eager to show off all their amazing knowledge from their lessons about Ancient Egypt last term and were excited to explore lots of different artefacts in the workshop. They were even able to spot lots of hieroglyphics as we walked round the Egypt exhibition!
A big thank you to the team at Bristol Museum and Art Gallery. We had a brilliant time and hope to see you again next year.
Year 5 Trip: We the Curious, 17th October 2024
The children had a brilliant time at We the Curious today.
The children learned a huge amount about space with a really fun and interactive workshop and a mind-blowing experience at the planetarium, where we blasted off to the stars to find out more about our solar system. 🪐✨🚀🌙
The children loved every minute of their day and were a credit to the school in every way.
Trips and Visits 2023 - 2024
Year 6 Camp: Staycation - 4th-6th July 2024
Day 1
After a trio to Worle bakery and recreation ground, we made rice krispie cakes and created bin bag costumes for a catwalk! We also started practising our table tennis skills. We were all especially impressed by Mrs Findlay’s ping pong skills!
Day 2
Today, the children made coil clay pots and this took most of the morning! Afterwards, they managed a little free time before they began creating dens.
Den construction was quite a project. When complete the children disappeared into their dens where they remained for most of lunchtime, even choosing to have lunch inside their new blankety abode.
The afternoon saw a range of fun sports activities with Joe, our coach.
Day 3
The children designed our own football strips and even one for Mendip Green Primary School!
The children made pizza with their own choice of toppings and they are looking forwards to eating it whilst watching their Friday film, 'Tangled'.
Year 6 Camp: Kilve Court - 4th-6th July 2024
Camp log 2024: Night 1 🏕️ 📖 1️⃣
1027hrs: And we’re off! Kilve Court, here we come. The buzz on the coach is palpable.
1150hrs: Coaches arrive at Kilve and drivers/school staff begin reuniting children with their cases. It’s been 80mins since they last saw them, so it’s no wonder that they look so utterly dumbfounded when presented with their luggage. Comments include ‘that’s not mine’ and ‘I don’t THINK that I brought that’. Happily, very clear labelling from parents makes it very hard for children to swerve the responsibility of carrying their bags to their huts. Children are obviously massively perturbed by the idea of doing anything for themselves on what was billed as a holiday but reluctantly begin to shuffle forwards, still looking at their luggage with real scepticism that it IS in fact their bag.
1210hrs: Well, it didn’t take long - Marmalade the cat is back. As Mrs Hopkins begins to unpack her belongings into her tent, an all too familiar lump is lying between the tent’s inner and outer layers. Fast asleep, clearly the ginger welcoming committee was expecting an earlier arrival. Mrs Poole is reminded by all staff, and a surprising number of children, of the time that she thought marmalade was a human head. Classic.
1215hrs: Mrs Hopkins and Marmalade have had a meeting of the minds and have agreed that Mrs Hopkins is going to be the sole occupant of the tent. The usual hissing and scratching dies down and Marmalade slinks off, no doubt considering which live game he intends to plant in the staff tent at a later point in the day. That’ll show em.
1330hrs: The children have split into groups to complete separate activities. Mrs Corlett has elected to take a group of 11 children raft building. There challenge, should they choose to accept it, is to build a suitable vessel to keep all of the team out of a pool that any one of them could comfortably stand in. The final raft is a thing of beauty and the children begin to pile on to give the new puppy a spin. It has become clear that 11 might not be the optimal number and, as the ship begins to wobble, shrieks of ‘we’re going to drown’, ‘what if there’s sharks’ and ‘we’re all going to die’ ring around the local area. Mrs Corlett watches on, no doubt feeling that only a string quartet is missing from what otherwise could easily be a scene from Titanic. Gentlemen, it has been a pleasure playing with you tonight.
1345: Elsewhere, the river walkers have made their way down the muddy banks and are about to take a dip. The activity is being taken by a man called ‘Guy’. Guy is over 6ft tall and has arms like tree trunks. Behind his rugged beard and agricultural good looks shine two beautiful blue eyes and kind smile. Both Mrs Hopkins and Mrs Sandford think Guy is lovely and this is all to do with ‘how he is with the kids’ and nothing to do with the fact he has hands the size of dustbin lids. It’s not long before Mrs Hopkins ‘requires a hand’ getting down the slope. To her surprise (and delight) Guy is on hand to pick her clean off her feet and carry her down the hill. She barely has time to gaze into the blue pools that are his eyes before he’s off to ‘rescue’ Mrs Sandford, who has also, rather conveniently, managed to get stuck. Both ladies come crashing down to earth when a child declares that their wellington boot has not only come off but has been washed away. A hunt for the missing wellie ensues and it is eventually tracked down, somewhat further down the stream, in a large muddy bog. Guy (who else) saves the day, earning him the new nickname, ‘what a guy’.
1700hrs: afternoon activities complete, it is time for some delicious dinner in the main hall. Feedback is positive and double or even triple helpings of garlic bread are being requested. Clearly very little consideration has been given to the upcoming disco. Still, at least it will keep any vampires away.
1845hrs: Mr O has arrived at camp. As he gets out of his car, he is greeted by a cacophony of questions including, ‘why are you wearing a suit to camp?’ and ‘why aren’t you at school?’.
1900hrs: having briefly been brought up to speed on the days events, Mr O heads to the field to kick a ball with some of the children. Apparently he has something known as ‘tekkers’, which is a good thing and not something that you need to consult your doctor on.
1915hrs: the disco is nearly upon us and preparations are in full swing… in some parts of the camp. Up on the field, a number of boys explain to Mr O that they did the river walk today, so there really is very little need for any sort of shower/wash.
1916hrs: the difference between the girls and the boys couldn’t be any clearer. The girls toilet block is busier than a market in the middle of New Delhi. A scent hangs in the air that is not dissimilar to that of a Harrods toilet. The boys’ toilet, by contrast, would make a rainy November day in Burnham look busy. It never ceases to amaze that a building with such a small footfall can smell so bad.
1920hrs: Mr O’s game of football with the soap-dodging boys comes to an abrupt end when two people from Devon Wildlife Foundation call in to see if they can compete a bat survey over the coming hours. Mr O quips that this makes the man in charge ‘The Bat Man’. The man in charge does not find this funny - apparently he gets this ‘16times a day’ from a ‘variety of people’ who ‘all think they’re being original’. Tail between his legs, Mr O takes his dad-jokes back to the football match.
1925: Bat man (although we can’t call him this, obvs) is back. He wondered if we might want to tell the children about the bats that may or may not be roosting on the side of the huts that they intend to sleep in. A valuable learning experience, he suggests. We explain that this is a terrible idea. Frustrated that a chance to evangelise on the fascinating creature that is the bat, he concedes that this is probably for the best.
1930: The tables have been cleared, a stereo has been plugged in and some groovy spinning lights have been put out in the hall - it’s almost disco time. Before we cut some moves, a planned fire practice must take place, which is handy because, in the event of a fire, the children need to muster outside the dance hall. Two birds and all that. The fire practice is observed perfectly, with all children joining their lines quickly and quietly. The floor is opened up to any questions about the fire practice. There is only one question- ‘if we have a fire, will you use the same alarm, or one that sounds different?’. Staff bite their tongues and resist saying that no, in the event of a REAL fire, which we have just practised for, we would actually play a little ditty from a west end musical, or maybe some Meat Loaf, or Flight or the Valkyrie’s. Sarcasm kept inside, we confirm that the same alarm IS used for the practice and the real thing. Incredulously, one or two remark what a good idea it is to have the same alarm used 🤦♂️
1932: Then children enter the disco hall with all the enthusiasm of a pack of Andrex puppies. What a Guy is on the decks, and Mrs Hopkins and Sandford remark on what a terrific man he is. How clever to play songs on a laptop AND do river walking. AND he’s great with kids. What a Guy.
1940: A motionless group stand in the hall. Some sing, some away ever so slightly, and the rest just make room for Miss Bendall and Miss Taylor, who are clearly living their best life. They are jumping, singing, twisting and moving. Even power hand grabs are being used whilst singing those killer lines. What a Guy decides a limbo and a conga is what this party needs. He is, of course, spot on, and in minutes the children are mobilised and laughing. Miss Bendall and Miss Taylor join in, but it’s clear that their wings have been clipped.
1945: the conga returns from its long and impressive route, which took in most of the grounds. Some ‘banging tunes’ have been requested by the children and What a Guy is only too happy to oblige.
1946: there is a disturbance in the middle of the dance floor and it’s clear that the children are making space for something to happen. Thoughts race to Mrs Poole and Mr O’s Christmas routine but, happily, the children have forgotten all about this. Over the heavy bass, children can be heard shouting that a child is about to do ‘The Worm’. This is very exciting. A large circle has now formed and up steps the child who will attempt to deliver this disco magic. Hands are rubbed together, arms are stretched, a magnificent leap is initiated and a faultless landing is complete. Oohs and arghs can be heard from around the hall.
1947: inspired by his friend, and no doubt charged with a feeling of ‘how hard can it be?’, a second child declares that he will do a worm as well. The crowd willingly oblige and make space for the attempt. A similar amount of posturing and stretching completed, it’s time to execute a perfect dive. He rises, magnificently, into the air. There are swans that have taken off with less power and grace. Regrettably, the landing was more Ryanair than swan lake and, as 90% of his body hits the floor at precisely the same time, the slapping sound of a pancake can be heard above the music. An underwhelmed crowd fill in the circle without a second glance, leaving the deflated dancer, still reeling from both the pain and shame of what just happened, to commando crawl out of the crowd and to the safe refuge of a nearby sofa. Sometimes these things go better in your imagination and that’s where they should stay. Still, we live and learn.
2000hrs: a few children have headed outside to play on the grass. One group have returned to their tent to fetch some clothing. As they step inside, they are confronted with none other than marmalade.
2001hrs: Marmalade is laid on top of a bed and clearly has no intention of ‘coming quietly’. Attempts to lure or coax Marmalade out of the tent are in vain. He’s going nowhere. This is Marmalade’s house and we are merely guests. Mr O is summoned, who takes the wise precaution of collecting a rounders post en route - this is not his first rodeo with Marmalade.
2002hrs: an immoveable object meets an unstoppable force; the battle for the camp’s alpha male (well, second behind What a Guy) is on. Marmalade and Mr O exchange looks of steely determination. A gentle nudge with rounders post is met with a withering look from the wannabe puss in boots. He can’t talk, but there is a sense that he would say ‘get knotted’, if he could. A little more pressure is applied and Marmalade is prized off the bed. As he slinks into the bushes, there is an overwhelming sense that this isn’t over…
2030hrs: disco complete, it was time to pay back the ones of calories exerted standing still by giving the kids sweets and hot chocolate. Kind parents, clearly hoping that their child would not be the one with the least sweets, have sent a kilo of sweets for their child. Any sense of restraint or self-discipline is scattered to the wind. Those sweets are being eaten. Now. Children are given their bags and the staff step back to a safe distance - this next part is never pretty.
2050hrs: we are reminded, yet again, of the profound impact that sugar has on young children. Mrs Sanford gathers the children to insist that brushing teeth and having a small wash is the polite thing to do for the good of us all. Moans and groans follow this announcement. There is a real sense that daily washing and tooth brushing is overzealous.
2055hrs: children retreat to cabins to collect wash bags and put on PJs. A number of boys suggest that their onesies and PJs are ‘dripping’ or ‘drippy’. A closer inspection from staff confirmed that their clothing was not wet and at this point it was explained that dripping means ‘looks good’. Obviously.
2115hrs: Miss Bendall’s camp story time is the stuff of legend. This year’s rendition of Roald Dahls Revolting Rhymes was a huge hit. The children seemed to enjoy it and Mrs Poole was spellbound throughout.
2130hrs: the children are sent to cabins and tents to settle in and have a chat.
2140hrs: two boys come down to the main hall. They cannot close their window and require some help. The strong and independent female colleagues decide that this requires a man and, as What a Guy isn’t around, Mr O will have to do. They have biscuits to be tucking into.
2143hrs: Mr O arrives at hut 12 to inspect the offending window. It is a small, rectangular window, which opens out and can be held in place with a small bar that is then hooked onto a pin on the window frame. Mr O lifts the bar out of the way and pulls the window shut. This is greeted by gasps of excitement and wonder. Apparently, if you leave the bar hanging from the window and pull the window towards the frame, the metal bar gets in the way. Who knew. A rather sage boy looks down from his bunk and suggests that this is a ‘German’ style of window - very rare in the UK. Once Mr O has established that this is a standard window opening system, and that they are 11, he declares the window-opening seminar over and goes back to eat whatever is left of the biscuits.
2150hrs: Marmalade is back on the scene. He is prowling from tent to tent. The staff are watching through the window and a perverse game of roulette follows, with each teacher delighting when Marmalade moves towards another’s tent.
2200hrs: the first round of ‘time to calm down and go to sleep’ notices are handed out. Fairly sure that the staff may well have been speaking Dutch, as this was as effective as an ash tray on a motorbike.
2210hrs: trips to the toilet are coming thick and fast. Goodness knows what is so exciting about the toilets but a few children are on their third visit in 20mins.
1155hrs: mercifully, the camp seems to have settled.
Tomorrow is going to be a busy day…
🏕️ Y6 Camp Day 2 🏕️
All smiles at breakfast. Hash browns, toast, beans, scrambled eggs, cereal and yoghurts. We’re loading up before another big day 😋 🍽️
Camp log 2024: day 2
0335hrs: just as we suggested that camp was settled… Mrs Poole decides that she needs to go to the toilet. She’s reached that age now. Miss Bendall, a relative whipper-snapper, coincidentally needs the toilet, too. She has mustered the resolve to get out of a warm bed to cross a cold field. We believe that they are what the youth might call ‘bladder buddies’.
0340hrs: Mrs Poole has reached the toilet block, oblivious that Miss Bendall is also heading in a similar direction.
0341hrs: Primary school teachers are, apparently, easily spooked. Much of the late night chat has surrounded fear of spiders, wolves, the dark, wood lice and ginger cats. Unbeknown to Mr O, there is a pact between the female colleagues to use loud footsteps in and around the toilet block to ensure that nobody experiences a shock. This is the reason why Miss Bendall has decided to walk, in her sliders, in very large and pronounced paces. Imagine a scuba diver. Or Basil Fawlty.
0343: the scuba technique has not worked. Mrs Poole opens the cubicle door to be faced by Miss Bendall staring back at her. She screams ‘ohwowohoh’. If you’ve not encountered this word before, imagine the intro to the pop classic ‘kung fu fighting’
0344hrs: happily, no kung fu fighting has taken place. It’s a good job, really, because those guys really aren’t as fast as lightening.
0345hrs: both colleagues head to bed, no doubt to dream of ginger cats, or What a Guy.
0700hrs: we are a camp divided. Half of the children awoke in time to advise the local cockerel that it is morning time. Groups of 4 or 5 decide to take in a morning constitutional walk to the toilet block. They are laughing, skipping and, in some cases, doing cartwheels. Regard for fellow campers is at an all time low. A short Mr O intervention secures a quiet campsite and the ‘early birds’ return to the roost for a few more hours.
The other half of the camp remain asleep. They have burnt the midnight oils and now have visions of a decent lie-in. No such luck with a hearty breakfast and a day of activities on the horizon. As Miss Bendall calls on cabins with all the zest of Joy from Inside Out, on her birthday, in Disney land, many of the children are not feeling the love. Genuinely affronted by daylight.
0800hrs: breakfast is a huge hit. Boys return to their tables with mountains of toast, hash browns, eggs and beans. Having smelt their huts, one would suggest that this diet is quite unhelpful for the clear flatulence issue in camp. The first round of breakfast has been inhaled and they now have their eyes on the ‘continental’ offer of cereals and yoghurts. All we need is Lenny Henry and it would be a Premier Inn advert.
0810hrs: the instructors have arrived one at a time. With each opening of the door, Mrs Hopkins looks up. There is no sign of What a Guy. He promised he’d be back for breakfast. Talk on the staff table turns to the immense reach of Mendip’s social media arm and whether, just maybe, What a Guy had read last night’s camp log. ‘Maybe he’s had to take annual leave to avoid us’, one suggests, ‘or maybe he’s resigned with immediate effect’. Mrs Sandford is not best pleased with Mr O. Not is Mrs Hopkins. Apparently he’s embellished the story, which doesn’t sound like the sort of thing he’d do. Mrs Sandford and Mrs Hopkins are concerned that Mr O has painted them as ‘predatory’. Mr O apologises profusely.
0815hrs: children fed, the staff collect their breakfast and sit down. Mr O returns to his seat, where Mrs Edwards is now sitting. His coffee is now on the other side of the table. Incensed, he is left wondering whether this was linked to upsetting Mrs S and Mrs H. They are coordinated. Like raptors.
0845hrs: rather like SAS selection, the children are called to the terrace to be counted, grouped and sorted into morning activities. This sounds a very easy task and one that should not take a group of relatively intelligent, qualified adults a whole 15mins to complete. However, 13 of these minutes are spent triaging the clothing choices the children have made. ‘No crocs’ for certain activities is what was said, ‘we would encourage you to ignore us and wear your crocs’ is apparently what was heard. Without exception, children say ‘oooohhhhh’ as they are reminded of the 3 times that morning that they were told this information. Enlightened.
Elsewhere, party dresses, pyjamas, hot pants and sliders are sent back to rooms.
Having had a very small amount of sleep, the children are obviously incredibly reasonable about being asked to go and put on the clothes that their parents packed for them and that the staff have asked them to wear. Thrice. A number of heads are thrown back, shoulders drooped, feet shuffling as they walk away.
That sounds like a ‘you’ problem, hun.
0930hrs: campsite emptied, Mr O settles down to read some annual reports. Across the field, a familiar orange and ginger shape is bobbing in the long grass.
0935hrs: marmalade has timed his run perfectly. Any dropped pick n mix from the night before is quickly found and hoovered-up. Maybe it’s the e-numbers that account for his irrational behaviour and bad temperament.
0940hrs: exhausted from the ‘hunt’ for Haribo sours, Marmalade has decided it is time for a siesta. He peruses the staff tents one at a time, considering them in turn. A four-legged Goldilocks, if you will.
0941hrs: the tent is selected. Mrs Edward’s can look forward to a surprise on her return to her tent. Mr O considers moving Marmalade… but then he remembers his seat being stolen at breakfast. Justice.
1800hrs: it’s been another brilliant day. The children sit around the dinner table and look content, although utterly exhausted. The rock and roll first night is starting to catch up with them.
1810hrs: the annual ‘best joke’ competition has been launched. Tables busily exchange their best gags. Staff wait expectantly for the comedy gold.
1820hrs: the best joke per table is shared aloud. If they were the best, goodness knows what the runners up were like. Penguin bars needn’t worry themselves.
2000hrs: the group assemble around the fire. Marshmallows are eaten. Life is good. A few children spot some ants on the raised bank that they are sitting on around the fire. You may not be aware, but ants are incredibly dangerous creatures. Lethal, some might say. Comparisons to black widow spiders and cobras are not in the least bit dramatic. A couple of children are worried that they may be bitten and have tears in their eyes. This is definitely not because they are tired. They ARE NOT tired. At all.
2100hrs: the group gather for yet another reminder about personal hygiene ahead of bed. Children are reminded that returning home with a dry flannel and a bar of soap still in the wrapper will raise questions.
2110hrs: before we head to the wash rooms to chat, shriek and generally avoid any water in the showers and sinks, Mrs Sandford has an important announcement to make. Mrs Hopkins is due to retire at the end of the year and, having been on EVERY school camp that the school has ever had, this is her final night under canvas. She is presented with crown and a sash saying ‘MG Campsite Queen’. We’re all a bit choked. It simply won’t be the same without Mrs H, who is loved by everybody.
Apart from What a Guy. He appears to be indifferent.
2130hrs: the children settle into huts quickly and all of the boys and girls, who so adamantly asserted that they were not tired, drop like flies.
2140hrs: the staff finally take a seat. Some cakes and treats have been bought to celebrate Mrs Hs final camp night. Memories are shared of all the wonderful camps that we have been on and all the brilliant children we’ve had the pleasure of looking after. They are cold, tired and a little muddy, but there’s no question that the staff love what they do wouldn’t want to be anywhere else on a Thursday evening. Well, maybe the Maldives.
2150hrs: Mrs Haywood, who has returned from the showers has just seen marmalade. Having been kicked out of a tent a little while ago, he’s caught a mouse and left its carcass outside the ladies shower door. A fitting end.
Day 3
Year 1 Explorer Dome - 19th June 2024
Year 1 had a visit from the Explorer Dome! The children explored the many different environments that can be found on planet Earth through an immersive experience. The children all loved being inside the dome and their excitement and enjoyment could be heard all across the school! 🐆🐯🐧🐢🦭🌍
Year 2 Trip to Cheddar Caves - 6th June 2024
Year 2 had the most wonderful trip to Cheddar Caves. The children visited Gough's cave where they learnt about Cheddar Man, and Cox's cave where they learnt about the journey of the Yeo river and how it formed the caves millions of years ago. The children had a workshop session where they spoke to a cave woman about making fire and how Stone Age people lived. Some of the children even had time to tackle Jacob's Ladder!
A big thank you to all of the grown ups who joined us on our trip and to the brilliant staff at Cheddar Gorge and Caves.
Street Pastors Assembly - 3rd June 2024
Today in assembly we heard from our very own Mrs Kus, who coordinates the Street Pastors in Weston-super-Mare.
It was great for the children to hear about the work that these kind and selfless people do. They are committed to making a difference and their values of ‘Caring, Listening, Helping’ are so similar to our own.
We want all of our children to grow into caring adults who are willing and able to make a contribution and we hope that stories like this will help to inspire them.
Thank you, Mrs Kus - you were fab ❤️ 🌳
Year 4 Camp - 22nd-24th May 2024
🏕️⛺️ 🏕️ ⛺️Year 4 Camp - Day 1⛺️ 🏕️ ⛺️ 🏕️
The children in Group 1 have had a blast at Mendip Outdoor Pursuits today.
The rain this morning certainly did not dampen their spirits and they were in the go ALL day, throwing themselves into every activity.
They may have returned to school a teeny bit muddy and a little damp. Surprisingly, a water fight did not help and many have gone to bed with their muddy warm paint still intact 😂
50% of the children have claimed that their toothbrush was MIA. On average, they were sent back to their tents three times to have ‘another look.’ All toothbrushes were located, believe it or not, in their bags! 🪥 🦷 ✨
The children have been snuggled down in their tents for over an hour. We think they are pretty exhausted from their adventures… it is looking like tomorrow will be a quiet one for this bunch 😴 🥱 💤
🏕️ ⛺️ 🏕️ ⛺️Year 4 Camp - Day 2 ⛺️ 🏕️ ⛺️ 🏕️
The children in Group 2 had a fantastic day at Mendip Outdoor Pursuits.
The day was a lot drier but certainly no less muddy. The children were able to make up for the lack of rain by throwing themselves into the water activities (literally)… some children seemed to want to spend longer in the water than they did in the kayak or on the paddle board 😂 🛶 Turns out, it is harder than it looks!
Back at school, got dry and clean then wet again with their epic water fight.
This group appeared to be nocturnal. They had a superhuman ability to still be awake after midnight and then wake up before the birds the next day! The tent ‘shushing’ started at 5:45am and continued at 10 minute intervals until 6:30am when the adults admitted defeat 🏳️ 🥴
EYFS Farm Trip - 15th, 16th and 17th May
Our EYFS children took a trip to the farm. Each class took it in turns to visit the farm across 3 days. They had glorious weather and a wonderful day.
The highlight for many children was a trip on the tractor and its enormous trailer. The cows got SO close! 🚜🐮
The children also went pond dipping and fed pellets to the lambs. The met some well-behaved chickens and made dens in the woods 🪵 🐔 🐑
We are always proud to take our children out into the community and EYFS was no exception. Huge thanks to Lyecross Farm for providing a fantastic experience for our children.
EYFS Police Visit - 21st March 2024
Our Reception classes had a visit from the police yesterday. Children learnt about the important role that the police have in the community. They also enjoyed trying on the uniform and exploring the police van.
A big thank you to Avon and Somerset Police for taking the time to visit us and make the morning so much fun for the children 🤩
Year 1 Worle Walk - 19th March 2024
As part of their learning in history, Year 1 have been on a walk up Worle High Street this week. The children have explored how some buildings have changed over time, and how some still look the same after over 100 years!
Next time you're walking/driving to school, ask your children to see if they can spot the changes we saw on our walk!
Year 1 Visit from North Somerset Birds of Prey Centre - 21st February 2024
What a hoot Year 1 had this week! 🦉
We have started reading "Owl, Bat, Bat, Owl" by Marie-Louise Fitzpatrick and in the coming weeks, we will be writing Owl fact files and writing our own versions of the story.
To help inspire us, Brandon and Isla from North Somerset Bird of Prey Centre came to school to tell us all about owls and even brought some owls, feathers and eggs along with them to show us.
We loved seeing them up close and learning learning about them.
Here are some of our favourite Owl facts.
Did you know not all owls are nocturnal? Owls with bright yellow eyes wake in the day. Owls with dark eyes, wake at night.
Some people think owls can turn their heads all the way around. However, they can only turn them 270 degrees.
The species "Little owls" have markings on the back of their head that look like eyes. This is to scare off their predators.
Some owls have whiskers around their bills which work like cat whiskers.
Year 1 Visit from Noah’s Ark Zoo Farm - 6th February 2024
Year 1 had a very special visit from Noah's Ark Zoo Farm. The zookeepers showed the children lots of different animals and artefacts. The children worked together to classify them into the five groups of vertebrates.
They impressed the zookeepers so much their our knowledge!
This was the first of 3 special experiences with expert visitors that have been arranged for the Y1 children at school. Next… birds of prey!
🔎 👀 🥬 🐢 🐌 🪳 🥬 🪳 🐌 🐢 🥬 👀 🔍
Year 3 Trip to Bristol Museum - 21st November 2023
Year 3 made it to Bristol Museum on Friday and had a wonderful time! The children loved exploring the museum’s exhibitions and the mystery boxes in their Ancient Egypt workshop
They were so very well-behaved that they were complimented by the museum staff and members of the public.
A big thank you to the staff at Bristol Museum & Art Gallery for looking after us so well and for such an engaging workshop on Ancient Egypt, and to the parent volunteers who came along for the day.
Well done Year 3 - you continue to make us proud! ⭐️
