To stop myself from singing the same woeful tune about single parenting (at least it's only three days this time), here are some photos from the weekend. We gardened, we ate pub lunch (twice!), we walked by the towpath and ate blackberries off the bushes, we played in the sunshine. It was good.

[Humuhumu blowing bubbles, harmonica-style.]

It's a good thing Telstar can't see you flirting with his sworn enemy, Humuhumu.

Humuhumu doesn't like it when the strimmer is being used and she can't see Dada wielding it.

Sneak attack on Dada foiled again. Gadzooks!

Do you not like the taste of rubber duck, Dada?

OK then, you can have some feet instead.
[Humuhumu blowing bubbles, harmonica-style.]
It's a good thing Telstar can't see you flirting with his sworn enemy, Humuhumu.
Humuhumu doesn't like it when the strimmer is being used and she can't see Dada wielding it.
Sneak attack on Dada foiled again. Gadzooks!
Do you not like the taste of rubber duck, Dada?
OK then, you can have some feet instead.
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(and I wonder how Telstar reacted when he smelled The Enemy's scent on Humuhumu's dress?)
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laid backeasily bought with treats to hold grudges against his humans. Now that the little one has figured out how to use her thumbs to open his food packets, he likes to keep her on-side!From:
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