A portrait of a fairly "typical" weekend, up to a point. Ballet on Saturday morning, and the Royal Command Performance that precedes it; a walk in Ravelston Woods, this time equipped with a rope for the purpose of - quite literally - lashing up a swing among the trees. Louis' bike riding develops apace, he even seeks out the little muddy tracks off the main path for extra amusement. The first quorate Sunday morning Evans rendezvous for a while took place at Dobbies garden centre, reportedly the largest in Europe or something. The kids had a great time exploring the myriad sheds, huts and summerhouses on display. And to round it all off, today we juiced some of the apples from our tree for a nice accompaniment to lunch.
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