All the fun of the fair

It's fair to say he was excited at the prospect of his annual shot on the quad bikes. Still got his arse kicked by his twin sister though.

Earlier he'd been on the winning side in his football match which was played in glorious sunshine - could this be summer arrived?

Earlier still I'd woke up to find a large pool of whippet diarrhea in the kitchen which was a grim way to meet the day and necessitated a deep clean before I could begin the pre-match scrambled egg making - not an appetite whetting experience it must be said.

After the match I managed a quick run out on the bike before meeting up with everyone at the fair.

Chicken breasts marinaded now in spices, honey and garlic oil as we seem to have a small army for dinner.