We have had torrential rain this week, and what with the snow melting the moors were pretty much sodden.
I had promised my 6 yr old Grandson a walk on the moors and he wouldn’t let me forget it. He is starting to get interested in the prehistoric tombs and wanted to take some photos of them for his scrapbook.
And, being 6, he had to stand in every stream and muddy pool he could find. After 8 miles he was pretty much unrecognizable.
But we soon got home safely, and he had a hot bath and changed into clean clothes, and had his favorite tea. He is now tucked up warm in bed after having had a story.
I wish I was 6 🙂