Even the simplest of activities, like a walk in the park – even in the pouring rain – is full of joy for Freddie. He jumps gleefully into every puddle, and greets the sight of a dog with as much excitement as if he has seen an elephant or a brontosaurus.
The highlight for him this time was finding the mother of all pooh-sticks to chuck off the bridge (I think it was actually half a small tree), and, finding the playground deserted, plucking up the courage to climb up the steps of the big slide (with Mummy holding on to the back of his jacket). He whooshed down it like greased lightning, shot off the end in a shower of water, and landed about two feet away from the end of the slide ON HIS FEET! He looked very pleased with himself. We had to strip his shoes and trousers off before putting him in the car, but we soon warmed up again at home with hot chocolate (after all, it is July, what do you expect?).