The simple life

Life is so simple when you are a child. Even if the chicken is far too big to fit in the hen hut. He settled on putting the pig in there instead.

Thursday was a little weird, mainly good - sunshine, a recovered Prince cd, a visit to the parents and a new 'bookclub' in the evening. We also visited grandma in her new 'home' which was depressing, despite the cheerful effort of the staff. I guess there are some homes we just don't want to fit into, no matter how hard they try to make us.