Rowan and I have settled into a holiday's rhythm. Today we were both outside most of the day, Rowan painting fridge magnets [Thomas the Tank Engine of course] and me varnishing the windows to the gazebo. The paddling pool was requested, the Tour was watched, and then it was time for Rowan's gym appointment. Whilst she was being taught by a nice young Scottish man, who pronounced her name as Row[argument]en like most Scots, I got in my full workout. Still hot.
This is a third photo from FAV of Gnolib who is originally from Senegal and who has lived in York with Judy [last photo] for 30 years or so.
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