We could hear something for a little while before we could see it...
We walked along the river to find a suitable picnic spot... somewhere ideal for a bit of paddling was required.
Just the spot.
My sister patiently spent a lot of time in the water with Henry
He did not want to get out...
Meanwhile Coco was busy giving me a live demonstration of how to get water in your wellies.
Playing pooh-sticks
Coco in all her sartorial wisdom insisted on wearing her white ballet tights...
The water was a bit cold.
We packed up to head back thinking it was about to pour with rain and suddenly the sun appeared - and there was only a smidgin* of whingeing on the way back.
* That might not be strictly true.
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