FRS??

Being Home Alone with the lads has made me branch out into the Free Range parenting world this week - so much so that my 7 year old proudly told me that all the responsibility he had yesterday made him feel like a "nine or ten year old." Oddly enough, I've not had time for some years now to read the link and any of the (very many) articles I receive into my inbox, but the gist of it still stands for me. MPLST and I often hark back to the days where we were lost to our parents between meals.

Of course, the beauty of living in the middle of nowhere is that a) you can keep a reasonable eye on your little'uns without them actually realising, and b) the inhabitants of every house within walking distance knows who they are and where they come from. Lots of eyes in such a little space is very re-assuring.

This boring pre-amble is just a little of what's gone on. As usual, the only reason I'm blogging is for Her Ladyship. Any day this week, the pictures could have been the same, because pretty much all it feels like we have done is walk, walk some more and then walk a bit further....

After rugby today (where R scored a try!), and eats in the café (complete with mucky knees - but I wasn't disturbing the mutt just to get them clean breeks), we went for a walk down behind the post office in the village. It was a glorious afternoon, but it was blowing a hoolie as they say...

One of the better efforts of your hound



C has a real tendency to find the most difficult route around trees, despite the path. Makes a walk in the woods last a loooooooong time...

But trees do have their uses...



Maybe we should all take a break? Anybody got a Kitkat?



See how much easier it is on the path son?



There was obvious delight in getting down to this wee shore as access was backwards down a rusty old metal step.



Getting one good picture of 3 children together is one of life's new challenges...



Coming up was much easier...



Side on, you don't get the Monster Munch look...



Shame that the youngest looks stoned in this one. I was all set to get a good picture, but this was the very last one your card would take. Hey ho...



As Sunday's go, or even weekends for that matter, it's not been bad. I think they've averaged a minimum of 2 miles a day walking since the holidays started. Big boy must have covered 4 today alone. After all of that, they came home and played outside until 6 o clock.

Guess what tomorrow holds...more walking. The camera ain't coming though.