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Playing Bookworm with Malachi commenced at 6.30 a.m. today. Thus the morning was whiled away.
This afternoon Jackie drove me and the children to Hatchet Pond to feed the birds on prawn crackers.
We just had time to disembark from the car before the sky darkened, severe winds blew, and rain pelted down. This was the view we had of the lake through the windscreen.
The rain eased up a bit and the black-headed gulls fought against the gusts.
Soon the children could attempt to feed the gulls and the ducks. This was made somewhat difficult by the wind tossing their offerings this way and that.
Only the sharpest birds managed to catch a cracker.
Eventually the sun returned and a stately swan steered her cygnets sailing across the now smoother surface of the water.
She was set on joining her cob who had gone ahead at the sight of a gentleman who now felt it safe enough to brave the elements and feed them.
Father swan had his eye on a large slice of bread bobbing in the water.
Thrusting all competition aside he snaffled the bread, ready to distribute it among his offspring.
Returning via East End, we admired the completed work of New Forest Master Thatchers.
This evening we all dined on Mr Pink’s fish and chips, followed by vanilla ice cream. Holly and I drank Ring Bolt Margaret River cabernet sauvignon 2014, and Sam drank Guinness.
