So Saturday, eh?

I sneaked a couple of hours work in whilst they were duly occupied with some Tv / Pokemon / youtube / xbox sorta thing. (I may have tossed some breakfast in their general direction when the dissent reached more than a dull murmur...)

Then fitba / swimming. Just the usual.

And home for pie and beans. All good athletes have pie and beans after their training / coaching, right?

Then a slow meander in the hood on the bikes; some fish box stacking, stick throwing, tree climbing, plotting apple scrumping, that sort of thing.

She appeared mid afternoon; still showerless so I suspect I was as strong a lure as the shower. (Or maybe I'm 2nd place to a power shower; who knows...?)

We sat out; kids kicking a ball; adults chewing the fat (and some beetroot dip on flat bread) before heading inside form the sunshine and feeding them spag bol and us a cobbled together lamb with mint / yoghurt / chilli / garlic / coriander / lime and some salad bits / a tabbouleh of sorts etc.

Collective XFactor then one by one they disappeared; she got a bus around 9 and I finally edged out Tom in the last man standing stakes half an hour later.