Muddy wellies

We've somehow managed to have ourselves a busy day.  An appointment this morning for one of the boys, which went fine, then straight back for  lunch with my village friend and her cousin, which was lovely.  Then an afternoon walk with the friend and cousin.  So nice to have some company and chatter away. 

The boys have a favourite puddle in the village (yep, you can have a favourite puddle). It's on the way back from my friends and without fail, they stand in it, the eldest proclaims there are fish in there (there aren't - it's a blocked up drain that is, in fact, pretty disgusting), but he won't be argued with one this one.  We spent about 5 minutes in the puddle, with a few cars going past, probably wondering what we were doing (or maybe remembering when they had children with a favourite puddle).