Like pigs in muck

Brother Andrew came over for the day, as he did last Saturday, and worked wonders on the missing floor board situation upstairs at the 'other' house. Rather grateful.

Mr B tackled the floor in the middle room with passion. We will conquer.

The chidlers and I dug the soil in the back garden all afternoon so they could be around Daddy even if they weren't able to have much direct attention. It seemed to appease them and they delighted in digging and making swampy puddles. Having sausage butties with Uncle Andy went down a treat too.

Here they are, my family.

Much fun walking the skip plank!