The bitter end

Here Master B has his pony ride at the school May Fair, accompanied by his very proud big sister.

It was the very last pony ride of the day.
After I'd manned the popcorn stall for an hour and a half I thought I'd better start queuing for the pony rides my children were so very excited about. An hour and a quarter later they got their turn! We were the very last people at the fair.

Knackered!

Neither I nor Miss B were the winners of our cup cake decorating categories. Better luck next year.