Easter Day is pretty much a usual kind of Sunday in our house.
We met up with friends to walk our respective dogs,
and made friends with a new one.
They played chasing games and didn’t squabble once.
We all enjoyed the obvious signs of Spring.
We ventured further afield after lunch.
To the hidden gem that is Little Venice.
How I would love to live in Little Venice.
The outing was actually not a big success.
The Boy Child was heading for a melt-down and attracting glares
from those sitting at a joining tables outside the floating cafe.
The outing was brought to a swift close.
There’s always another attempt at an adventure …