On Saturday Amelia was at her acting classes [ yeah apparently we’re that middle class now ] so myself, Emma and Oliver embarked on a 6 mile walk. We drove up to a nearby church and then set off across the countryside. At one point we came over the hill that is far away in the middle of this picture :
and then we went for dinner in the pub, because we were all really really tired
and then we had to walk back to the car but since we went the direct route it was only about 35 minutes to walk back.
As part of helping out at the cubs one of the other parents had the bright idea of making a bunch of nesting box kits that the kids could then put together to make a finished work of beauty. I volunteered to help him in his workshop and we had a day of messing about with scarily big machines by the end of which we had ten nesting boxes ready to be assembled.
The orange Black and Decker “my first drill” in the foreground was my contribution to the tools we used. It felt kinda pathetic