The Boy In The Bubble #2

Or rather the boy outside the bubble, just before he burst it!

Grandson Joe is here now. He finally went to sleep at 1 am, though he did (eventually) like his new bottom bunk.

The weather wasn't so warm today and we were a bit restricted transport-wise as, although daughter#1 had a day off, SIL had to 'work from home' and we couldn't get everyone in one car. We decided to stay local, which meant bubbles on the drive, a paddle in the river (extra) and then lunch at the Old Prison.

On the way to the prison we walked across the playing field where I mislaid my lens cap. It has now been mown. Good job I retrieved the lens cap when I did.

Curry this evening is the plan.

One year ago:
Not The U3A Walk