Duck On The Bridge

Our final day before setting off for home. The plan had been to walk to the nearby Grafham Water. But the weather decided otherwise. It was way too hot to walk, especially for Jak, who was unusually quiet today.

So we practiced the art of relaxing, not something we are very good at. We sat near our van under a tree and read books, people watched and rolled around on the cool grass (Jak only, honestly). Sound familiar? Yes exactly the same as yesterday.

The duck was on the bridge over the pond behind us, feeling just as lazy as we were.