Fjord fun

After breakfast, Liz takes Freya and Jacob out. They go to visit Freya's new school, so she can familiarise herself with the environment on her own terms, while it's quiet on Sunday.

I'm desperately behind on company administration, and our accountant and auditor are getting jumpy that we haven't yet reviewed and signed the annual accounts. Reluctantly, given the incredible weather, I put in a couple of hours of financial work. It's more likely to happen know than on a weekday evening when I'm tired.

In the afternoon we head for one of our favourite spots on Oslo fjord. It's really hot now, 31ºC in Heggedal, and 29ºC by the fjord. We sit on colourful blanket we bought fourteen years ago in Mexico, and watch the kids swimming about. They "befriend" (Freya's word) a girl with an inflatable dingy and swim and paddle about looking for crabs.

Maintaining the theme of messing about with boats, we watch British telly in the evening, which is Antiques Roadshow from the Black Country Museum, in which my Dad played a formative role.  We spot family-friend Cliff Sherwood, who was best man at my Mom [Black Country spelling] and Dad's wedding, talking to one of the experts about canal art.