Lost no longer...

Ok, so I've found marbles, but they're not mine. I lost my marbles years ago and I remain as unmarbled as ever. Yes, it's a bit of a random day-filler blip.

We found this bag of marbles in the cupboard the other day, and under careful supervision Ivy had the best time with them. I'm sure Health and Safety would be shuddering at the very thought and these, like so many other fun things, are no longer kids go-to toys.

One of them at least (in the foreground middle right) is less a marble and more a pinball. The weight was a clue, and I guess the ball came out of my old Space Invader pinball machine. I won't use it in my current table as it's far too worn and would chew up the play surface.

So we did actually do stuff today, and had a long walk in the woods. Janet decided we would go off the paths and into the conifer plantation where it was so black as to be unphotographable*. And then she got us lost. No phone signal so no sat nav... And dark by the time we got back to the car.

Not just my marbles, eh.
* of course it's a word...!