Three generations

Goodbye brunch in the garden with Alison, Andrew and Perdie.
George arrived to dig the veg patch. Ian arrived with beer. Maureen arrived with food.
A fun sunny afternoon.
Only downside of the day was bashing my right ankle very hard on the edge of the radiator while enthusiastically whizzing Jacob around the flat in the laundry basket, then stepping on a bee with my left foot. I now have a ridiculous double limp!