Wee speccy

A minky day – and quite a biggie, grandad squeezing in both an arty session at Joy Tots (busy as it’s school holidays) and a swim, where she managed with a lot more confidence. Even floating on her back with toesies out the water. After the swim I looked everywhere for my glasses. Ha. And then we sat in the café and ate our sandwiches; it being a filthy day out, the SK kindly came and whisked us home.
Out again later to meet the chums and discuss the days big news – Legal definition of woman is based on biological sex, supreme court rules, says the Guardian headline. Like it could have been based on something else. No comment please. 
Anyway, MrW was back from the US of A. He shares a video of sitting in the front passenger seat of a San Francisco cab with no driver. I just think that is sooo bliddy clever. I mean, I did computer programming, but it was a struggle to even keep track of the decimal places back then. Whatever next? A man on the moon? Or woman, obvs.