Just the two of us

So we're back to situation normal. Logan and Wilson left us yesterday, our Easter child minding duties complete. Having them with us is a wonderful, contradictory experience. We can't wait for them to arrive but two days later we are high fiving when we get our space and freedom back. And then, just like last night, we sit here in ordered tranquility and miss the mayhem!
They love us and love being with us and we will make the most of that whilst it lasts. No doubt, as we all get older, the boys will have better things to do than hang with us old pair. But, for the moment, they are happy to stay with us for two nights at least, even if they do occasionally yearn for Mummy.
This time we couldn't offer much in the way of entertainment but we did our best. Wednesday was a pub lunch at the Old Barbridge Inn bracketed by bouts in the play area (not me and Elaine!)

Yesterday we followed the white marker posts across fields and stiles to Snugbury ice cream farm where, sadly, Logan didn't partake due to toothache. There isn't much there actually other than a few pigs and a solitary goat.

And a hollowed out tree!

The farm always builds an amazing straw sculpture that is visible from the busy main road. In previous years it was a giant Dalek and the last one was Peter Rabbit in celebration of some Beatrix Potter anniversary or other. Unfortunately, someone decided to burn it down a few weeks ago so poor old Peter is in rebuild at the moment.

As for us, we're staying put today (double RL on Sky) then moving on towards Wrenbury tomorrow. More later.