On a different note,
...the boys and I spent a most precious and glorious Wednesday in Kirkby Lonsdale and walking around the little picture postcard village of Whittington. The sun was so so wonderful, warming, bright and very welcome. We spent time munching our lunch on the river's edge punctuating it with bouts of stone skimming. Youngest took photos whilst I skimmed - I am a bit rusty, think I need more practice!
The boys tower over me now.
I have had requests (repeatedly) for another pan,
however a distinct lack of cocoa in the cupboard has put paid to that!
(Note to self...remember to buy some more -SHARPISH!).
A certain sporting event is happening this Friday (no I don't mean our photo-hunt!) but Tour de Yorkshire!
Stage 1 culminates in the town I work and it has certainly sparked a flurry of bunting and flags and all things blue and yellow and bicycle shaped!
We even have a Hollywood style name, I could not resist taking photos.
It is strange what you stumble over when walking out on the hills.
A manhole cover .... with a personalised touch ... a little on the batty side.
Himself has been baking too - he made GigANtiC custard slices!
They too were scoffled rather quickly.
He has just told me that he has been thinking how to improve and refine his recipe ...
watch this space!