Sadly Ben was damaged and couldn't swim, and Johnny was back at school, gosh, that was bad planning. But that didn't stop myself, Robert and Ben going to the park on our own. What did stop us was the monsoon 20 minutes later. MacDonalds was too far away so Jof cooked us MacJofalds which was burgers and sausages and chips and we had ice cream with sprinkly bits out of her cake-making cupboard.
Then it was Lego-Hero-Hurling (where you compete to make the most awesomely bloodthirsty Lego Hero and then hurl him across the room into the bin) and some banter-weight X-Boxing. Robert found my swords instantly (as is his unique talent): he says he's going to be an expert swordsman when he grows up, let's hope his blade isn't pointed at me.
Here I am with my British Airways Boeing 787 model which didn't cost me a mere £22.50 on Wednesday. It says 14+ but considering I worked my way through the Schwarzenegger movies when I was 8, who gives.
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