Father and Son

Sheol and I came back with Dad more or less intact after a thrilling wheelchair race through the park.  There were no DDA compliant paths to navigate and bumpy bridges to endure.  Scurrying wildlife consisted of long tailed tits, ducks and several rats.  Obviously food supplies are better than before despite lorry driver shortages.  What is more interesting is that my Dad is actually smiling or at least smirking.  When those two get together, I just don't stand a chance. Ah well, you can't have it all...