Cheap, healthy fun

It's always a case of overcoming homebound inertia whenever we get the kids out for a walk in the countryside. Arthur in particular today was being what I would have to call a little git. In fact it wasn't until 15 minutes after getting out of the car that he forgot to be a little git and actually started to enjoy himself. Of course you can't completely sever the ties with the modern world and Isobel still has about a gazillion free texts to use up before the end of the month: Im leenin on a tree art is beyin a git lol l8rs etc. or whatever it is a girl with unlimited texting capability would put.
We all came home in high spirits only to discover that the oven wasn't on so dinner wasn't cooked.
We had some other grub instead which turned out better than the thing in the oven as it happens.