Beautiful Day

Did a load of jobs in Farsley and then attempted to steer Ben home for lunch. But having already suggested going to feed ducks, the wee lad wasn't going to let me forget my suggestion and although dangerously close to lunch, we walked to Rodley. Fed these guys, explained to Ben that I didn't have a picnic, wasn't going to buy him lunch out, didn't have the car and was expecting him to walk home.

He did. He was totally knackered, but what a star walking there and back. No tears, tantrums or ought. Yessssssss!