Watch this Grandpa!

We had a wonderful bimble, sun, howling wind, leaves flying and the boy was in fine form. We eventually reached the stream at the valley bottom and began hurling stones to make splashes. After a while we both decided to share his juice and eat our Milky Ways in the sun sitting on the riverbank. I doubt it's possible to be any happier.

After a few minutes of rest old itchy breeks decided he would slide back into the water with Toots and wet Grandpa by throwing rocks in the river near where the old eejit was sitting. This was great sport for him until he missed his footing, went apogee over apex and fell on his hands and knees. The resultant tantrum is one of bruised pride rather than any real damage. Grandpa managed to grab two pictures before rolling on the grass in fits of giggles. That's when he tried to really soak me and get his own back.

Moments to treasure, he has just gone home with his brother, fat, warm, clean and ready for his pit.