Wellies on!

Living on Greenfields Close comes with a "dealing with ratty kids" bonus.  And the clue is in the name, there are green fields that (funnily enough) are close.

Take Wednesday evening for example.  Ferral city - non-stop jumping, biffing, whining and general mucking around.  Me - narrow eyes, simmering, slowly getting to the boil.  Steve suited up and planning his escape to work (stay tuned - that's another blog).

Aaargh - what to do, what to do.

Alright you kids - get your wellies on - we're going exploring. It had been raining (did I mention it rains a bit here?) hence the need for the wellies.

Walking in wellies adds a whole new dimension to wet weather. No longer do you need to mince around mud patches or tip toe delicately past puddles. With wellies it is "Bring 'em on!". The more mud patches and the deeper the puddles the better.

So off we went, wandering through the fields and the woods, the rain held off and the sun came out. We saw squirrels, pheasants, pigeons and a fox. Daniel and Jeremy did skids in the mud and Emily skipped and frolicked and I went off the boil J.