Vroooommm!

How the heck do you transfer the sound of a boy making motorbike noises to type?! I guess it could be vrooooommm...or grrrrrrrrrr...or neeeeoooowwwwww! I dunno! :-/

Anyhoo, a trip to Grandpa's to pick up dining table and chairs and the splendid old clock, afforded H the opportunity to leap aboard one of Grandpa's machines. F, who is just out of shot, had to sit side saddle, because, after all, she is "a princess, Daddy!"

The Terrible Twosome have been on top form today, Hyper levels of bickering but much chuckling between. The pool this aft, followed by takeaway with C and now about to settle down to watch a fillum.

A good day!

:-)