It has been a few weeks of ailments around here; both Smalls and First Born have had bugs, actually I think Golden Boy was a bit unwell as well…, Biggy had a painful tooth brutally removed and has really suffered, I have managed to give myself a stomach ulcer, ouch, and poor old Grandpa had surgery on his heart – okay his is a little more than an ailment, but everyone, especially Grandpa is on the mend.

So with the sun shining (briefly) this weekend, we took Golden Boy out for the day to Fishers Farm.

There were immobile tractors.

And not so immobile ones.

And climbing.

Sand.

Animals.

And bouncing.

We think he had fun. Then it started raining and time to go home.