In the Garden

An early start as F&H have arrived. All the way from Derbyshire on a succession of trains, ferries and buses: ending with a walk up to the finca. What troopers. OK, I also think they’d a few rest days in Lyon and Marseilles.
So, much holiday fun around the pool.
The minky has bravely been in the pool a great deal, but mainly playing on the wide sloping steps. The SK managed to get her kicking her legs while balancing on her fingertips. Where shall we swim to, she asked, Africa? America? Sainsbury’s replied the minky. That’s my granddaughter. Though I’m not sure why Waitrose wasn’t her immediate response.