Could you be loved

The summer holidays are in motion, and so far the off spring have been splitting their time between the holiday scheme, grandma, mum and dad, makes for variety and a slightly dizzy feeling.
This week when a picnic was offered I was informed that family picnics are boring, with just US, and so we rang some friends and they brought some people and then we bumped into some other people we know when we got there. So here we all are. After the butties and playground they decided they wanted to go feral, so they all wandered up this stream, getting muddy, cut and nettled.

But in the main we had a good time, and it was heart warming to observe first born be such a go getter, ready to discard shoes and socks and get in there first

The three billy goats gruff are obviously some of the adoring parents, and we enjoyed a larrf watching all the sploshing around and general hilarity, that amongst all the sophistication messing about in a muddy stream still rates as top entertainment.