Beautiful Bagendon

I had a treat this morning in the form of retail therapy - alone, quite lovely.  The last thing on my mind was the picture of the day, nope, it was all about new clothes this morning and I'm feeling all smart and spruced up ready for 2017 (in a discount clothes kind of way).

So it was Daddy in charge this morning and they went on a long walk to one of the local villages which was apparently a Roman settlement - or so we learnt at the local museum.  It's days and pictures like this I wonder why I'm so set on going back to work, money, its money, sadly. 

The boys had to be rescued when I got home as they had walked rather a long way and the bootle for the littlest was on the kitchen counter, if I had forgotten it, he would be screaming blue murder in hunger, but not for Daddy.  There is some in-built 'must be good for Daddy' thing going on.