Today was a good day, a happy day. We spent the morning riding the mini trains and staring at big, old machinery at a rail exhibition, with Lu in a constant state of joy and disbelief that things could be this good (she's a fan of trains and heavy machinery).

Then, while Dad and Lu munched bananas and read Dr Seuss, Al and I, with Nell in attendance, ate sandwiches and cake by this fountain

under this tree

Not a bad life, really.
Eating from the garden: raspberries and cherry tomatoes before planting out red cabbages; tomatoes, basil and oregano in a Dad-made spag bog straight out of my childhood.
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