Sitting gritty

Mum and I went for a walk up the valley whilst A & Dad went climbing. We stopped by the river for a picnic and Anya enjoyed exploring, investigating, splashing, digging, paddling... we were there for ages and the white top is now not so white!
The Italians borrowed our fire in the evening and we too cooked our meat on the fire but, after Anya decided there was too much going on to sleep, Andrew ended up with cold food and a plate full of salt (the lid came off!)