Yesterday was Day 2 of Granny White's state visit to the People's Republic of Pudsey and, given the blue skies and blinding sunshine, Jamie's obvious activities of choice were a bowl of ice cream followed by an afternoon on the beach.
OK, not quite true. It chucked it down and, whilst the ice cream was real enough, the "beach" was in a barn...
...which also included a walk-in (and out) trampoline.
And Charlotte didn't miss out, opting to spend some quality time indoors with a couple of goats and a big white pig.
Later, I thought it might be nice to for her to have her first taste of life from Daddy's perspective.
But, in truth, I don't think she was that arsed.