Tamano day. Helpfully the parents still continue to not communicate. After maw saying Paw would make bread, Paw phones as we're leaving and asks us to bring bread. WTF... Hardly helps my predisposition to be anything other than civil....

We drove up via WC to drop a sleeping bag; scorching sunshine. I've been used to the cooling sea breeze of home; to go inland and lose the breezes was a shock.

We sat out; kids played, and talked of nothing.

Lunch and then coffee; then a wander round the garden; Tom managed to climb up a tree, grab a dead branch which came off in his hand and he crashed down, ripped shorts to show for his trobles. Followed by more aimless chat about nothing. Got some Janka prints; not sure how they will work, but they're here; I'll see.

Home around 7. Guys faded fast......