Another one bites the dust...................

Weekend, that is. A very busy one made even more difficult by a severe attack of the trots and the birthday of a grandson. Samuel having reached the grand old age of seven, we had a bit of a do on Monday for him with a trip to our local "Jump" to tire out the younger ones and kill a couple of hours before we had our cake and returned the birthday boy to his mum. The day was not improved by the weather, drizzly and chilly, but we managed to stay cheerful. We all got our respective gifts correct, it would seem from the exited squeals and jumping up and down that went on. The Robosapian  went down a treat and was played with by all three boys on a fairly continuous basis while they were in it's presence. The animals simply ignored it and walked around it sedately, even Alfie couldn't be fussed.