Every good child needs a "mash potato" hat when they're having a bath!
You can probably see some of the fallout from me saying "Course you can squirt water"...soaking wet wall not shown...
For some reason, Es decided that 5am was a reasonable time to get up. I managed to delay actually getting out of bed (other than to fetch a banana, a drink of water, turn on the heating) for nearly an hour, but inevitably the kids were eating breakfast at 6am while I quaffed coffee and wondered what in the name of fuck I was doing...Then (at the more reasonable hour of 9am) we went to the farm...
Getting ready to split on me...
... Splitting...
The goats were fighting. Though I thought the one without horns was pretty stupid to pick a fight with the fully tooled up dude!
Apparently Flo is "Friday" (actually Freddy, from Scobby Doo I think)...Esmae has to be "Filma" (Thelma, from same)...Esmae Thelma (sorry) is riding a horse apparently, Flo Freddy (agh!) is shouting "Come on Filma" for no apparent reason.
After Es reluctantly went home with Rosie for lunch, Flo and I noodled out and then had some Rambutan..."It's like an eyeball daddy, yeah, it is...it's nice...my eyeball".
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