Super-lovely to be home for the weekend - smiles between the miles; was in India last week - and it was fabulous, but still away. Off to Aus tomorrow. Spent Saturday gardening - very restorative as an activity; some proper manual labour, some decorative and a refurbished herb garden. Then off to the sandbank for a super-low tide. I smile at the personalities - Ev, sort of dreamy and soulful. When we got down to the slipway around 4.30 it was sunny and hot. He found an old cask and crawled through the side and up through the hole. A conning tower perhaps, with the pole as its periscope. Then he decided to dig a hole, and build a sand chair, the completion of which he celebrated with a little jig. Aiden on the other hand is out for some speed, up and down with his skim board. And its just what the boy needs, a healthy chunk of time doing sprints, burning off the Mr Angry that thirteen's testosterone tsunami brings.
