A French weekend

Mamine and Papytail came up, together with Bernard (Mamine's cousin who doesn't speak ANY English)this weekend,the weather was unexpectedly gorgeous. As we set off Saturday morning,on our walk with Chris, Sue and Asha, from Edenham and round Bourne woods we regretted having dressed for rain, and left the caggies in the bus wishing we had brought the sunhats!! We joined in the village fete on our return to the bus and caught up with the vicar who knew Tom's Aunty Brenda (who lived in the village until 4yrs ago)well.
Sunday after church and a lunch with all vegetables provided by our garden, Daddy and Bernard got busy with jobs in the house and garden as they were "not here to rest". The beginnings of an engineering feat of a wire frame, to keep the pigeons out of our brassica beds started to take shape...a visit to Lincoln the next day, to a steelworks factory, saw us finally in posession of the proper rods required (by Bernard) to complete the frames.Monday was of course Benjamin's birthday so lots of opportunities to sing the happy birthday song to an overexcited three year old duck quacking around the house driving his Postman Pat van tent!
Thank you all three of you, for sharing in a moment in time of our family madness, for your help (Daddy the downstairs toilet Lino is brill and it "feels clean".... yes even with 4little boys and one not so little one using it!!!)
No photos from me for the weekend as I had mislaid my camera until the end, but one photo of our parting thank you, a gift from our kitchen garden... to share hopefully with Kaz, Andy and Poppy.