Another hot sunny day dawned and the boys and I sprang into action. We packed a picnic and headed off to Pye Grove playground, pausing only to discover, pick and consume some raspberries. On the way there we met up with another mum by the train station, and realised it was Cameron's last gymnastics session. After 'some discussion' we turned back and headed into gym. They had a bouncy castle up and Kieran was invited to play with the budding gymnasts - and they had a blast. An hour never flew by so fast. Afterwards we headed to Manor Park, where the boys cavorted in the stream, flung balls for some Scotty dogs, ate some sandwiches and threw themselves around the place for an hour or so. Then we headed to the lake and fed the waterfowl. Leaving pandemonium in our wake we headed through the formal gardens in search of the secret doorway on our way to Pye Grove playground. We went our secret way, over the hills by the cow paddocks, weaving between the rape and the thistles. Once there the playground was deserted and the boys went hard out. Eventually, at 2 we wended our way homewards and relaxed while I made spinach tagliatelle and pumpkin pie. My delicious dinner of chicken and bacon carbonara was spurned by the boys but the pumpkin pie was inhaled with great fervour. I must confess - it was amazing! After dinner we headed down to the fields and threw a ball around for some time. On the way home Cameron picked blackberries while Kieran sauntered beside him pretending that blackberrries don't exist. Tomorrow morning is a Scout meeting at the Scout hut, and then we'll hit the Carnival down by Tesco in the afternoon, or even on Friday - depending how the boys go.
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