FINALLY the sun comes out. My sis had previously been borrowing all my winter clothes for the scorching english summer. haaaruumph.
So we flew up to the moors, and found Sheeps Tor (a big pile of rocks with sheep, hairy cows and wild ponies all around). Little one slept through most of it, but I'm sure the fresh air, and kicking around on the grass (and sheep poo) and sunshine was just what he craved. Or dreamt of as he was
bounced around. We feasted on our baked goods - a fantastic curry and mini quiches. mmmmm.Oh, and tiny man in the too-small white hat learnt to fly (see the video!).
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