the windshack cafe, minnis bay
slept from 3am -6am, waking up wondering where mrs.perou was.
cycled with the sons to minnis bay for brunch on the beach, at the windshack cafe.
did not take dogs: neither would make it back
as usual, almost no-one else about (just the way i like it)
except us on the beach playing 'catch' with a tennis ball and throwing a frisbee.
z's aim is getting really good.
immediately after this picture was taken that frisbee hit me in the head.
unfortunatley maximum's catching frisbee skills aren't quite as good as z's throwing.
he almost managed to catch one i sent him, but in the face.
shortly after which he wrote this lovely message in the sand.
and here's maximum after he's learned that when you tell people that you hate them they're often disinclined to buy you and ice-cream straight after.
was a 5hr round trip: 2 hrs cycling with 3hrs messing about on the beaches and in every stream on the way home.
but i was happy just to go with the flow: i got nothing to do this weekend but look after the sons.
they were remarkably chilled and a pleasure to hang out with (SHOCK)
(tree)house extension
back at farm, we spent the rest of the afternoon adding bits to the walnut tree house we started and never finished.
and coming up with names for bands.
maximum's 'my canary's hairy' gets my vote.
z went to sleep listening to U2's 'joshua tree' but was complaining on his way off that the guitars weren't heavy enough.
mrs.perou due to return tomorrow afternoon
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