interlocking clowns

A day pottering in house and garden. Why do these, enjoyable days, seem to go so much faster than the work days?

One of the boxes I was sorting contained old toys - some from my childhood. These clowns have worn well. A couple show evidence of having been chewed, though whether by a toddler or the dog, I'm not sure. Interesting that only the blue ones have become brittle.

Sausage, beans and chips for tea.