Last days of junior school for Zander and friends.
So what better way to attend the leavers disco all dressed as the II8 chaps.
A great sight to see them running and singing the ad jingle at the tops of their voices through the Kingston streets - then jogging en masse into the disco.
Obviously not too concerned about the girls yet - dressed like that....
Had my beautiful assistant Thomas helping on the allotment today - (I'll probably have to pay him - but he's good company, if a bit distracting) so managed to get some weeding done before the onslaught of yet more rain.
Those intense purples of the vegetables... and the sweetpea scent is summer day perfect. I should have put the pink radishes into the pile.
What a hot one. The children used more energy pouring water on their heads than they did in the races.
I'm not even going to mention the cheating in the parents egg - sorry, potato - and spoon race. Finally, I really wish I'd bought a proper pair of running shoes for Zander...
A fabulous weekend of camping was had by all - although there is some question on the wisdom of spending hours cooking, gathering and packing - only to gather and unpack and wash it all seemingly hours later.
Great and very hot day on the beach at Studland on Saturday, plus a bit more time on the sand on Sunday - if only to show off our strangely striped pink skin!