
z up

took the sons and ludwig for breakfast at the windshack cafe, minnis bay.
ignored the £500 fine notice for having a dog on a completely empty beach
followed by an hour's vigorous exercising in the children's playground.
(sons not me: i'm prohibited by my age, fortunately)

maximum under
let's iron out the 'problem' (hohoho)
after a 'gnomeo and juliet' viewing (which i fell asleep in) took sons to the quex park country fayre

i know crocs are a fashion unforgivable...but i love the way maximum deliberately wears an odd pair (and still all his medals)

highlight of the afternoon might have been the ferret racing.
but now both sons want a ferret.
i want some more running ducks and a couple of sheep first.
blue won

i felt strangely uncomfortable about the sons winning guns and playing with them.
i have some guns...i'm going off them too.

rocket man
LOVED this ride where you go round and control the hydraulics that lift you up and down.
but they were really doing value for money and it went on and on (round and round).
i'm sensitive: still feel dizzy now.
RTF for a cold can of strongbow: 'daddy's medicine'.