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Screaming child.

How lovely, I have two children and a small wailing siren to walk home from school.
screaming child

Good stick hunting.

goodstickhunting

Plodding…

…and wishing for windscreen wipers for my specs.
plodding

Please walk me.

please walk me

The sandstorm.

A bracing January walk on the beach complete with sandstorm and stropping three year old.
Well that really cheered everyone up.
sandstorm

Wet.

rainy christmas

Stinky.

I believe stinky is the best word to sum up our beach walk (minus children) this afternoon.
If there is even a small morsel of something rotten on the beach, Bonnie will find it.
And then she will eat it.
And then I will have fish burps all the way home in the car.
Nice.

Heavy.

Glow.

The future is glowing! Bonnie has a new glow in the dark ball.
Nothing like the sight if a glowing ball happily making it’s way back to its owner in the pitch black!

New Ball.

Better be worth it Bonnie, it’s minging out here tonight.

Spot the Ball.

Walkies!

Check us out, we’re a pack of wheels, paws and wellies!

We’re now one pack of butter, one dinosaur (I haven’t broken the news to Evie yet), one pegasus and a bag of monkey nuts down (but she didn’t really eat them).

Arnie has managed to get within 2 feet of her without Armageddon coming for him.

Afternoon Stroll.

Heavy Skies.

Happy St David’s Day!

Welsh Costumes on!

On the bright side of the road.

A Hard Day in Rain Town.

Tell me when it’s over.

Winter Morning.

Freedom!

Are we warm enough?

Never mind you can’t move, can’t have you getting cold now, it’s cold in the morning!

Going on a walk to Margam Park…

we’re not scared!!oh oh…its a long way!

Hilly…

This is the walk from our bread shop back home. We won’t be doing it anymore as it closed this week. It was a nice walk and fab bread too.

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