There is no place I'm going to.

Here we are, more bikes, more park life, big fancy country park this time. Off spring did some cycling, younger sibling found out about the dangers of tree roots the hard way, ouch!
Beech tree, lovely, we enjoyed being out in the woods again.
Good news this time we took the camping stove and had sausage butties, and the elderly parents enjoyed some cider, that nice stuff from Normandie, it is true, outdoor food tastes best.
You may observe that the summer sky was well up to standard, it was rather chilly and kept raining on and off, but we all had a fab time. Out in the fresh air, with the bikes, camping food and chilling out. Off spring opted for 'hook-a-duck' that olde worlde favourite which has filled our house with plastic items down the years, first born may well be Olympic standard by the time it makes it in.
Good news is they were mighty tired after this outing and we hope soon that the weather will allow a proper camping outing, rather than these little picnic excursions. Also must remember that younger sibling needs a new bike as she is begnning to look like one of those circus chimps on the current hand me down, all knees and frantic pedalling. Not dignified.