I arrived home just after lunch.
To help wear the boys out, and for me to get some daylight to help adjust on jetlag, we went for a walk to the park.
Amazingly we found a heap of chestnuts were still on the ground. I has sort of suspected the other foragers to have picked them all while I was away.
We all picked as many as we could carry (using CJ’s batman cape as a makeshift bag) and then wandered home.
Sometimes the best memories aren’t about doing much, they are just about time spent together.