Another Gingerbread man bites the dust!!

This was taken in a garden centre on the way back from our running expedition. Mr C and I always did our 'long' runs together on a Sunday until this little fellow arrived (Z plays Rugby on Sundays!). Now we run in shifts!! I had the early shift today - home to Firle. (11 ish miles) Mr C met me at our rendezvous point and I took a sleeping toddler to Starbucks for refuelling. He woke up and ate (my) carrot cake. We then took ourselves to Jevington for a walk and to collect Mr C. This gingerbread man wasn't cherished like the last one - he bit his head straight off ! He munched his arms and then asked the lady in the shop for a bag to wrap up his armless, decapitated biscuit. We went to the garden centre to get a hose connector so that Mr C could make use of his new power washer toy, which provided hours of fun once we got home.