Erm...Logan, theres something in your teeth...

Today we decided it was high time for me to prove that i'm not agoraphobic and I don't just stay in and take pictures of flowers, despite my blip journal saying otherwise. Lo and behold after we had secured the best picnic bench in the park and tucked into our lunch - hailstones the size of golf balls put an end to our day out.

This was Logan showing just how much he likes chicken satay and pasta arrabiata.

Jules.