Stuff Michael Meeks is doing

Up early, booked an appointment for J. with the local GP, mercifully 20 metres from the house. Off to visit The Forbidden Corner apparently (The strangest place in the world) - discovered on arriving that it doesn't open until nearly midday (oh). Spent some time wandering the pleasant grounds, getting mobbed by hungyr ducks, and admiring a flock of swifts flying fast and close between us as we walked to catch some sort of insect near the ground.
A snatch of lunch, and we set off to sample the strange-ness. And indeed, as advertised, it was really extremely unusual. a set of fine gardens, with an over-arching maze - some extraordinary follies, a labryinth of underground tunnels of unusual complexity, castle pieces, grotesque statues, and lots of IR controlled water sprays - everything a child could want, and more. Strangely E. was terrified by the relatively mild burping entrance gate, and not by some of the very tight underground spaces. M. sat out a lot of dark, underground twistiness with Grandma.
Eventually back home, rather late. Fish and Chips dinner, put the babes to bed, and chatted with the parents. Bed earlyish.