Lots of trips out this last week. C, H and I went to Rode Hall to view the lovely snowdrops. It's an old hall with beautiful grounds, a café and a walled garden. The kind of place that retired people with lots of time go to look round. We got out of the car, walked down to the gardens and my 6 year old daughter piped up "They are all old people, Mummy." And there were quite a few older folks come to see the delightful snowdrops and have a coffee in the café but quite a few of the younger types too. But for the first five minutes H was quite fascinated and a little self-conscious about the prevalence of older folks, stating her dismay in quite a loud voice. Her brother on the other hand couldn't have cared less as he flung himself down the grassy manicured sloping lawns and I mean flung himself. H soon forgot about the 'older folks' and joined in too.
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