OK - so I'm running behind!
We have had a steady stream of visitors that have kept me busy...but now they all await photos of themselves, so here goes.
This represents the true start of Bill's holidays as it meant a male conspirator and collaborator had arrived to encourage him in his wayward endeavours (whilst the mummies could restrain children that might otherwise cramp their style). Let's just say if I had locked the doors earlier, none of the below would have occurred, I would not now be a boat owner, and my mastercard would be in a much better state.
Fortunately the children were not yet sleep deprived by this stage and could still see the fun in all things wet. This lasted until Chip *fixed* it with his canine incisors.