I'll catch you up...

Every holiday we had growing up normally featured the phrase 'I'll catch you up', as my father stopped to photograph something or other and us children got a little bored and wanted to carry on. 

This evening we had a lovely walk on the farm and the phrase was used again.  Mum and I walked slowly ahead as Dad busied himself with a picture of a Kopje - they are quite impressive and deserving of pictures. 

Mum enjoyed (endured?) a visit to the pool to watch baby swimming, I think she enjoyed it. We had a few chores to do in town, which also included lunch, which always helps get through a day in town.