Start paddling...

...I hear banjos! It's quite unusual to see Robb playing one and Marc doesn't play his own lovely little Martin guitar nearly often enough. It was that sort of week, though. Today la belle Catherine came across from Gent to visit us; again some folk went out on small excursions and some of us sat around reading our Kindles and playing music in between small bouts of domesticity and playing with delightful toddlers.

(That's Ms Larcombe's fiddle in the foreground.)