Youngest Luddlet went swimmnig in the sea again and again and again. He ordered a whole dressed crab for lunch, with potato salad. Then declared he didn't like crab or potato salad.
Older Luddlet spent much of our walk tickling other members of his family in the ear with long grass stems and (I think) discussing modern composing techniques.
Mrs Ludd spotted a female mallard and declared it must be a bittern and stood making booming noises at it. She also demonstrated that (a) her legs are longer than mine and (b) even if they weren't, they were less tired - at times I could hardly resist crying out, in that plaintive voice so often heard on the fells of the Lake District, "Wait for meeeeeee...". And to cap it all, she drove us all home again in the evening. What a star.
Sane? Not really.
Youngest Luddlet went swimmnig in the sea again and again and again. He ordered a whole dressed crab for lunch, with potato salad. Then declared he didn't like crab or potato salad.
Older Luddlet spent much of our walk tickling other members of his family in the ear with long grass stems and (I think) discussing modern composing techniques.
Mrs Ludd spotted a female mallard and declared it must be a bittern and stood making booming noises at it. She also demonstrated that (a) her legs are longer than mine and (b) even if they weren't, they were less tired - at times I could hardly resist crying out, in that plaintive voice so often heard on the fells of the Lake District, "Wait for meeeeeee...". And to cap it all, she drove us all home again in the evening. What a star.