What is wrong with this picture?

Absolutely nothing of course.

A bit of work this morning, and Little A seemed fried when he arrived back, so I let him chill a bit as I got on with it. We finally left the house and my plans for Deia or somewhere were ditched for 'just the port'. Which of course means accidental adventure and so on. We bumped into F who was adminstering help to a jellyfish sting child on her way to helping Haddock with sewing his trampoline. We sort of helped with some sandwiches, beer and rescuing the mask we'd lost and generally adding to the entertainment by messing about a bit.

The hats and general nonsense probably marks us out as nutter expats. Oh well! Who gives?