Our British Summer

Today was our British Summer. As we are off to Cyprus next week, then back for a week before moving to China, this was as close as we could get to the glory of a summer in Richmond. We got the Twickenham ferry over the river (about 5 mins walk from our house) and then met up with chummies in the park where we player rounders, frisby, drank beer / wine / beer / wine / beer / champers / beer / wine and scoffed lots of luberly grubalins.


Oscar got naked and enjoyed himself pooing and smearing it all over his body. I was about to call for the wife but decided that actually I really should be able to look after this one myself. Its was sickening. But a lovely day. (apart from the filthy baby body paint.