She knows what she wants

We spent a jolly half hour today having an amiable non-verbal disagreement over the foot mats at the back door.

There are two mats, one a kind of raffia material, for want of a better word, the other one a softer weave. The former obviously for outdoors, the latter obviously for indoors, unless your name is Eloise, who insisted on switching them around every time she encountered them arranged properly (according to me, anyway).

It was "quite warm" today, that is to say the sweat was rolling of a bit even though movement wasn't really being attempted over and above the usual cycling, housework, cooking.... so I though we would go out in the car to buy some sunscreen which we were running low on.

I was hunting around for the address of the Skin Cancer Charity shop as Nicole was keen on getting the sunscreen from there, but stumled across a reference to a place called "Kidscape" on a piece of paper, and thought "Kiddy Fun" followed closely by "Air Conditioning" and soon thereafter we set off, picking up dog food and new dog bowls to replace the paltry piece (yes, piece) of plastic which remained.

When we got to the legendary Kidscape, it wasn't air conditioned. It was outside. But it was quite impressive. According to the blurb on prominent display there, it was designed in consultation with children and consisted of the large multi-level wooden warren with swings, slides, climbing frames and so on, under large roofs.

Needless to say, much fun was had by both. And a fair bit of sweating done.