First things first - mum and dad went straight to the garden to sort us out. Mum pointed out that a big weedy patch could (with dad's sweat and spade) become a veggie patch - and sure enough, we got to work and now it is all planted out with lettuces, rocket, chard and other green stuff. (The garden isn't so interesting as this photo of dad trying to keep little fella amused.
From listening to dad with our little one, now I know what kind of stories he spun for us when we were little. The one he was telling here involved nightclubs, cocktails and things that he whispered while I was out of earshot. hmmm...
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