What happened to chicken?

Typical Mummy Monday. Had a frustrating aborted shoe shopping trip for me (bike and trailered into town, walked for 10 minutes round the shops during which F1 complained of tummy ache the whole time so came home). I fancy a pair of Chelsea Boots and am vaguely obsessing about them. At least I got some exercise.

Afternoon spent doing craft from a Cbeebies magazine. They're rather good. Not sure what the solitary feather is for though?