We wouldn't have been able to go had he not slept but he slept for six hours the previous night which was unusual. We packed the car with all our supplies for the day and didn't expect too much. Just getting there and maybe staying for an hour would be a bonus.
We showed Jamie a photograph of a park so that he knew he was going somewhere fun. He never really took to symbols so we still use the photographs to give him an idea of where we are going and so, hopefully, cut down his anxieties.
He became a little agitated when we headed in a different direction to places we usually visit. We got stuck in traffic for a while and he scratched me, grabbed me round the neck and bit his hand. I suppose it is the only way he has of letting me know that he isn't happy. He got really mad and started to poke himself in the eyes. He knows this is a real attention seeker and I hate him doing it, he makes them really sore. I managed to get in my bag and get him a drink which calmed him for a while. Poor Jeff can't really help as it is difficult to concentrate on driving and keep an eye on what is happening behind him. I do not know how he does it, I can't drive with Jamie in the car.
Jamie had his drink then wound his window down and tried to throw the map out of the window (he did this last year in Blackpool and we got a bit lost). After a struggle, I wound the window back up and he just laughed and started to squeal. It is a high pitched squeal and it deafens you but at least when he does this you know he is cheering up.
We finally arrived at our destination and Jamie refused to get out of the car. It wasn't familiar to him and took some persuasion from Jeff (on my own, I would have given up and gone home) but he got out of the car. We took him to a carousel as he loves them but the music was far too loud and it freaked him out so he lay on the floor and wouldn't move.
We got him away from there and took him to some vintage cars. His little face lit up and as there was no queue, we waited. A few children came to stand behind us but when the man opened the gate to let us in Jamie was right in front of it and Jeff had to move him back a little. He thought he wasn't getting on a car so he lunged at the children in the queue. Luckily, Jeff got his arms before he reached them but then he flung himself backwards and no-one could get by him. To be honest, I just froze for a couple of seconds. I was so scared he had hurt someone. He finally boarded a car and actually enjoyed the ride but kept attacking if it made a loud noise. I am not as brave as I used to be and he is getting too big to deal with when he lashes out so I think visits like this will be few and far between from now on.
We took him to the nearby birds of prey centre as he loves birds. As we went in the staff took a squeaky hammer we had bought him and said we could get it back later as it may frighten the birds. They obviously had never met Jamie before. During the demonstration, Jamie got so excited he frightened the other people, never mind the birds. No-one heard a word the man was saying, just Jamie squealing. All eyes were on us. We left after three birds were shown which is a shame but we couldn't spoil it for everyone. Never mind, Jamie loved that bit and it made the day worthwhile.
We had a walk around a gift shop but Jamie pulled the displays over so we made another quick exit. After having some lunch, we tried another ride but again, he fell to the floor and lashed out. We even went and got one of those orange bands to get you to the front of the queue but when we went back he started again.
The ride home was uneventful and we told our daughters about our fun day. They had a hard time with days out when they were younger as Jamie would be difficult and we had to go back home all the time. I am glad they are grown up and have fun with their friends now. They see the funny side now and it doesn't seem so bad when people laugh when we tell of his antics.
I was exhausted after that day but Jamie kept Jeff up until three am that night. He kept bringing Jeff a book with a photograph of a carousel! He can forget about that for a while.