Flaked out

Super bunny and I are feeling pretty dteadful today. Aches, pains and exhaustion  are the price we pay today for a truly wonderful yesterday. Three of the kids, each in his own fashion, helped us pick olives.
Little Ricky picked them from the lower branches, helped by his mum. The Titch helped whack olives from the higher branches that had been cut down by his dad. This was after he had made a bow and arrows and thus armed with a sturdy stick, wandered off into unknown lands, in search of wild boar.  He said he would kill one with his stick. Fortunately he encountered neither boar nor huntsmen armed with rifles. Big brother L also helped but his thoughts were elsewhere most of the time. When we  actually began working together, L  played music on his phone, I grabbed my Bose speaker and we all had the most fantastic time, taking turns to choose the music, which went from Stevie Wonder, Mozart, Martin Gay, Handel to Rap. There was some dancing and conducting going on. 
As for Humpy, I'm not sure what he did, but he had no aches at all so.....