Today when taking DS to the park I stopped to chat with a friend who was working on his car at the bottom of the road. I mentioned we'd be back in about an hour and a half. When we got back he was packing his tools away in a hopeful kind of way! He said "Wait there a minute..." while he took his stuff inside and when he came back out he said "Right, let's go for a beer!" So DS and I, pram, coats, park stuff all piled into his car and we drove to the pub. My mate went to buy a paper and while DS and I waited for him, DS said "I want to go home. I want to go home NOW!!" So we had a long walk home in the blazing sun.
Bah! First nice spring-like weekend of the year and I get deprived of a nice cool pint. Do your kids ever mess things up for you like that?!