The Trader...

Bethany went to the organised kids club today.  Ewan didn't want to go, I think out of unfamiliarity.  I went with assuming he'd get reports from Bethany and go to subsequent ones.

Bethany turned up back at the van with a band of kids clubbers seeking input into a trading game. They started with a tea bag, got to a bar of chocolate which we traded for our rather slow game of travel Cluedo. Her team won the game and she came home with a new bright blue cap.

I've been trying to get the kids to converse in French in our daily baguette transaction. Prepped Bethany three times, she pauses then chickens out. Ewan went in, first time."Deux baguettes, s'il vous plait." Nailed it.

He didn't, however, nail the pedallo ride, apparently feeling sick.  Bethany was loving it though.  So much in fact that she was the bossiest cap'n we've ever had to sail the seas with.