Stone crazy

"Dad, dad - come on. You've got to blip this. Come on," said Andy this morning, dragging me out into the garden.

"Come and see this stone," he enthused. "I think it's a giant lemon, but George thinks it's a giant sprout."

I refused to cast the deciding vote.

The kids are off school today, so while Mo's been in town for a meeting, the boys and I went fishing at the harbour. We would surely have caught more if I'd remembered to bring their reels. D'oh.