Ernst

Had breakfast with visiting ex expat friends* and during the course of our meal (German style café breakfast is not a thing to be rushed) their elder son was 100% absorbed in this puzzle, apart from the 5 minutes he was forced to eat eggs and his brother‘s unfinished ice cream.

I returned home from breakfast to multiple piles of dog vomit and a sorry for himself Jakey - didn’t stop him asking for treats though.

* they’re not ex friends (or why have breakfast with them?) but they returned home a few years ago and so aren’t currently expats.