Sadly this was stuck to a stand and the engine wasn't running, but at least the blue light was flashing.
Okay, so the rock jumping wasn't actually me, but our friend Nathan. What a hero!
Walking was a common means of transport on our holiday. In this picture the tiny dot on the path is Youngest Child who was having a bit of a sit down protest, as she wasn't keen on going for a walk that day. She got over it though.
Nine of us (Him Indoors' brother and his wife and daughter were there during our third week) went a bike ride to the Go-Karting, which I LOVED.
Two boats but I only got shot of "driving" the wee one.
Setting off to come home yesterday, feeling very sad.
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