Trampoline Tester

At my wife's family's place for a couple of days, as my mum's in respite again.

My wife's brother M, resting on the new (s/h but new to us) trampoline, donated by a couple who are emigrating. The wain was a little nervous at first, but it's rapidly becoming a second home to him, far better than beds which (as I keep telling him) are out of bouncing-bounds.

Other big news (see SamTheLion's blip), our wooden summer house finally arrived! Stacks of beautiful fresh wood, on an enormous truck, to be OFFLOADED and assembled like a giant (mobile) model (far more beautiful than the metal/plastic mobile homes we went to view, and FAR cheaper). THE BUILDERS were lovely guys but hardly spoke a word of English (the company is partly Lithuanian). The wain's cousin, R, had great fun playing at being a BOY TRUCKER.

I finally got around to blipping THE PIGS. I've always thought of an SLR lens as a snout, which is partly why I am conscious (with reportage/street photography) of causing a possible offense by shoving my nose where it isn't wanted. This Tamworth pig (my wife's family keep two of them, mainly to rotovate the fields) didn't object, though was probably disappointed that I didn't let him chew on my camera.