Date with a view.

Me: "would you rather run a mile, jump a stile, or eat a country pancake?'
No 3: " Eat a country pancake!"

I had to show her that a country pancake was actually cow poo ! Then she wanted to see what a stile was - so we headed up to the reservoir on a glorious afternoon with the pink bike again. She chuckled at the silly joke all the way.

Mr S was clearing out Grandpa's house today, and the big two had extra dance classes for their exams.

Seems everyone was out with the dogs and partners...a perfect day, didn't feel like January.

Back home we have made a start on the packing for No 2's ski trip on Friday. Have a guess how much makeup she packed. That girl has certainly never heard of minimalism !