Half an hour ago we walked home through the fields having spent a fine afternoon celebrating fathers day with friends. Us dads, being men, had seared meat on a very manly BBQ before feeding the chimnea with broken bits of wood as the evening chill set in. We also drank beer, and so found that it is good to be a man.
This is us coming home. It's a bugger that I didn't have the good camera with me.